I got punk’d to wake up
with a obvious act of dominance, he backs into me as if he hadn’t seen me walking behind him. i dont know if the reason is because his female interest is by his side and the alpha male emerged instinctively, all that i know is he went out of his way to “accidentally on purpose” shoulder check me as he was turning.
“AYE, Watch out man!!” i blurted – frustrated because i knew what he was doing. Then he turns to me and glares with intent focus like how a UFC fighter looks when the bell rings and its time to get it on
“WHAT?! WHAT YOU SAY?!” an apparent rhetorical question, because he knew exactly what i said – he just wanted to see if i was brave enough to say it again. i didn’t.
Instantly he grab me by the t-shirt collar and pins me against the wall. Now my heart is racing because i am all to familiar with this type of situation. as he continues to yell at me, i can no longer decipher the words. it all sounds like loud aggressive grunts, and im expecting a punch to the face at any moment.
racing through my mind is “should i hit him before he hits me?” – i want to say that i feel pretty confident in my striking abilities – i’ve watch enough WWE in my lifetime. but this guy was a few inches taller, and a few biceps bigger that i was. enough to make me doubt that even my hardest punch would even make his head turn slightly.
being lost in these thought and my indecisiveness, i suddenly realize that i was on the ground, him on top still on holding my shirt collar. this time, i was tremendously immobile. my torso and right arm pinned down, though my stronger more agile left hand was still free to get me out of this situation.
he leads over and mutters a view more indecipherable grunts to another rhetorical question that i couldn’t begin to answer. then i finally realize, that i needed all of my strength and belief to get me up.
In my head i could hear myself yelling “GET UP TONY!!! GET UP!!! GET UP!!! GET UP!!!” … “I KNOW ITS HARD BUT YOU HAVE TO GET UP!!! GET UP!!!!!”
then i woke up…. and all that was in my head was “GET UP!!! GET UP TONY – i know this is hard but you have to get up”. This time i wasn’t pertaining to the brute that was holding me down. it was the equally heavy force of sleepiness that i was fighting off.
it was all just a perfectly timed bad dream. i hear my 6:30am alarm go off at the exact same time. on any other early morning such as this, i would have easily stood up, reached for my iphone alarm clock, hit snooze, and nap for another 10 minutes. i would cycle through this routine every 10 mins until i finally get out of the bed at 10:45am, just enough time for me to freshen up and get to work by 12 noon. i vowed to reform my night owl ways and covert to over to early bird. no more late night 3am spurts of work, i need to become deliberate and concise with what i would like to accomplish, and i need to manage my time more efficiently. im running a business and working full time for goodness sakes. i should be able to manage some of my time.
i have failed countless times to wake up early but amazingly today, this dream forced me up.
