Man Vs Self

I've become a snoozer over the last dozen years. Sleeping in those extra few minutes is, I admit, hardly worthwhile, and so presently I've been trying to correct this. Thing is, logic isn't quite logical in waking moments. When it takes so long to fall asleep in the first place, nine more minutes of rest seems like an eternity. And for the first few days that I was living in my current kitchen, my snooze button went unused; but now I've fallen into familiar routine. Something that had been ongoing for years has slowly returned, and every morning, I think those few extra minutes will make my stomach settle. They never do. So when I finally get up, I take on the day with a feeling of physical unease that I wouldn't wish on anyone. Not even myself.