"Begin each day as if it were on purpose" (quoted from Hitch but I don't know who first said it).
There are mornings, such as the rainy cold one we are having today, where I feel there are evil forces at work in waking me up. First, there are the perky harpies on the radio alarm clock with news of cannibalism in the underworld and a slowing on the I-15, all in the same C above middle C tone, fluctuating slightly between B and D.
Then, I wake up to find that I've been turned into a cyclops with no recollection as to how, but know it as I reach up and feel the other eye has been completely sealed up in sleepy glue. Stiffly, I roll, yet with forceful grunts, to pulverize the alarm clock and then with a parched mouth start searching for a glass of water to wash down the remaining wool from last night's sheep-ka-bobs.
Alas, I emerge from the cave to go and wake up the cyclops-lets for school and beg them to get dressed quickly without eating each other and with promises that I will give them each a nice bowl of Odysseus Oats and a leg of lamb. They are quickly sent to school in their woolen coats leaving me to finally shower and turn back into the Goddess that I know I am, as to which one, I can't remember, but I'm sure I have two eyes, clean hair and clothes, shaved legs, and an appetite for ambrosia instead of sheep guts.
I think, if I were to be able to live as the beginning quote says, I'd have to wake up an hour earlier, take care of all the reviving at that time, go back to bed and then wake up once more on the right side of the bed. It's hard to do something on purpose unless you've had some time and and a great deal of premeditation. "Okay, I'm waking up right now, this is my choice, that alarm clock is just a gentle encouragement and I will conquer! Anyway, it was my plan all night to destroy that alarm clock this morning."