Getting up in the morning..

I think getting up in the morning is exceedingly close to the worst thing in the world. You know.. next to murder, poverty, war and rape. It's almost a form of torture... I will literally wait till the very last second... until it is absolutely imperative that I get up. Every morning when my alarm goes off it makes me want to cry. The mere act of waking up has made the sound of my alarm, which is chiming clock tower bells, the worst sound in the world for me which in any other circumstance would be wonderfully beautiful and enjoyable music to the ear. And now it literally makes my skin crawl. Its the sound of something horrid to come and evokes all feelings that are negative. The winter multiplies the agony of waking up a thousand times over. Not only are you forced from the bliss of sleep and the land of dreaming but you then have to get out of your warm comfortable bed (which at the time is the only place in the world that you care to be) and enter the open air. And you wonder how in the world the icy winds of the artic made their way into your bedroom. All you can do to escape certain frost bite is run to the shower. And why at these times does the shower water take years to heat up. Even the water is against you in the morning. So I conclude that early mornings are awful things that are no doubt controlled by the powers of all evil.