I’m becoming more and more nocturnal. I get an energy surge when everyone else is asleep in bed and the house is dark and quiet. It’s midnight and I decided to get up and go over my slides for tomorrow night and get that out of the way because the day just never has enough hours in it to finish everything I’ve procrastinated all week.
I’m not complaining. A late night burst of energy and creativity is better than no energy or creativity at all. I wonder if I’ll ever figure out what’s going on with me. Am I still recovering from all the years running on the hamster wheel or am I trying to sort things out so the path to what comes next becomes a little clearer? I don’t mind the company either – I’ve always been fond of owls.