Hopprock - Madlib

I woke up before 4am this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep.

All I could do is lie there thinking about all the things I could be doing, or should be doing. But all I could do was think about them…not actually do anything. I thought about the workouts I could do, the emails I could sent, the articles I could read, the conversations I could have. I lay there thing about what my day could look like, what my week could look like, what the next year could look like. What they would look like if i did what I thought I should. And what they would look like if I didn’t.

I tried to motivate myself to get up and make he most of being awake. But I was too tired. I was too tied to work out, I was too tired, to write emails, or read articles, or schedule meetings to have conversations. I was too tired to do anything….except lay there and think about everything I was tired to do….and think about the consequence of me not doing them…and the consequence of staying awake instead of going back to sleep.

I thought about how tired I was going to be if I didn’t get back to sleep. How hard working out was going to be. How hard those emails would be. Those meetings. Those conversations. The drive I was going to have to take at the end of the day. I thought about how hard everything was going to be if I didn’t stop thinking about how hard everything was going to be.

I never did get back to sleep.

But I did have a great track to keep me company.