I just woke up

It's five AM, I have just woken up and the sun is still asleep. There isn’t any specific reason that I decided to race the sun today, but I thought, why not? Would it be so bad, if I woke up to darkness? It was not so much of a problem with what I saw outside the window but something else. I did what I would normally do when I woke up, I went to the bathroom and picked up my toothbrush. My toothpaste tube was a bit empty, so I squeezed it out a bit harder and got it on my brush. Then as soon as I went to begin cleaning my teeth. I saw the mirror staring back at me. Not in the way it usually did by simply replicating my motions but almost as if it had its own intentions of looking.

I tried to play around with it but it would not budge. I made sudden movements with my hand and my head, yet the mirror seemed to stay exactly where it was and maintain eye contact with me. Maybe this is why they tell you to wake up before sunrise and just observe the world around you before starting the day. I mean is the world glitching at this time or am I just going through something else completely. Who can tell? Everyone else is asleep right now. I ignored the mirror and went on with my day. Looking over the city in the darkness with dark circles under my eyes, it felt almost unnatural to be able to do what I was doing.

After the morning’s weirdness, I went on with my day. In the end, I decided to wake up again, but earlier.

It is four thirty AM, I have just woken up and the sun is still asleep. The night was slightly darker this time, yet the mirror still stared back at me as if it wanted something. The city was darker and so were the circles under my eyes. We always go to bed early when we have to wake up early in the morning. But why does it even matter? These weird thoughts arouse in my sleepless head. Possibly they were trying to tell me something but I went back to the mirror and asked it blatantly, what do you want? My reflection began laughing as I stood there confused. The sun rose and my laughing reflection continued to laugh at me. What did part of me know that the rest of me did not?

It's three AM, I haven’t slept at all last night and my legs are shutting down each time I begin to sit down. All I see is the mirrors laughing at me as I walk by them. I join them at times, acting as if I understand the joke. Which actually makes them seem more at ease. I have not seen another human in days, all reflections of myself. This seems more entertaining and confusing at least. All of this madness and all my mind keeps telling me is to go to sleep so that I can eventually wake up. My only reply to it is, that I am already awake.