There are days when I have to struggle to pull myself out of bed. On those days, the alarm clock is my worst enemy, the sun I hate, and I realize truly how much I love that warm blanket covering me. The day then drags on and on while all I do is try to form a semblance of normalcy in the way I carry about the day's activities. And that... my friends, is the time I realize my energy levels are really, really low.