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Something kept her from getting out of bed this morning and the previous one and the one before. This something, it would not go away unless she pulled herself out of bed.
Some days, staying in bed longer triggered self-defeating thoughts that scared her natural confident self to no ends. Everything that could go wrong would play out in her head in random succession.
This was no way to feel when you wake up every day, she thought to herself. The something was lingering in her mind and she would stay in bed trying harder to make it go away.
Is this what it is like, the fear of the unknown? It is a battle fought in vain when you cannot name what you fear, it is no living. To live is to be hopeful, as the mornings, like the golden rays of the Sun that fill you with an energy so indescribably simple and beautiful.
She really loved the early morning hues in the sky, and on the buildings, and the nice warm rays of sunshine pouring in from her apartment window. Such a gift to wake up to this every day, she thought and gets out of bed without any hesitation.
Never miss the sunrise, this is something she followed religiously.
Source: My Quora