Sleep, elusive sleep

I had tuned my clock to 4 am bedtime. It was all fine previously but these two days, I have to wake at 9 am to drop my son for his training. Oh God, it is such a torture to dig myself out of bed. I wish I can creep into my car without being noticed by my neighbour. Then, I can trudge out without bra. But I won’t dare to do that so I have to drag myself to brush my teeth, wear my contact lenses while my son is screaming at the background, “Hurry up!!! I am late already!”

Sigh…I hate waking up early.