5:30 AM — The alarm clock goes off and I’m jolted awake. Likely, I had some wild dreams about doing Jiu-Jitsu on an airplane or competing on an ocean liner against a fictional supervillain. Most dreams these days have some sort of Jiu-Jitsu element.
I wonder what Freud would say.
I feel my girlfriend rustling around. I kiss her and she gets out of bed.
Another day has begun.
Immediately, I go back to sleep. A different dream this time.
7:00 AM — My girlfriend comes back in the room to tell me that she’s going off to work. Sometimes I remember these interactions and sometimes I’m so deep in dreamland that they’re a blur.
I continue sleeping.
8:30 AM — Another alarm goes off. “Noooooooo,” I think to myself. “What’s a man got to do to get some shut-eye around here?”
Almost instantly, I realize that it’s my alarm going off and that my girlfriend is long off to work. It’s time for my sleepy ass to get up and begin the day.
I can hear the dogs rustling outside the bedroom. I’m mildly allergic so the bedroom is the one room in the house they’re not allowed in.
After checking my phone for a few minutes (I know it's not optimal according to your typical self-help guru, but it’s fine), I get up, open the blinds, turn off the AC, and head into my office to boot up my computer.
Then, I head downstairs.
Welcome to a day in my life.
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