Day 128

There's something in the sunlight that causes drowsiness. Even as I am typing this (Tuesday 5:45 pm, to be precise, and the sun is still shining through the window because sunset is usually at 8 pm), I can feel my eyes are feeling heavy. I could fall asleep anytime by now, but I try not to because then I will be wide awake after midnight. I want to have a normal sleeping habit. I want to sleep at proper time so people will no longer "blame" me for feeling unwell during the day, by saying stuff like:

"You wouldn't experience fatigue, if only you slept early."

"Maybe you'll feel a lot healthier if you quit being a night person."

"Morning people are generally more successful and healthier than those who aren't."

Hah. I laughed at those cliches. Silently. Sarcastically.

But I don't blame them. Maybe they just couldn't enjoy the solitary of the night. Maybe they are more productive when it's still bright and sunny. Maybe the noise and motion during the day energise them. Just not for me.

For me, the night is where all silent peace and quiet revelation take place. Time seems longer when it's dark. I can feel and think as long as I want. I can plan, reflect, write, draw, read, or have uninterrupted midnight conversation as much as I want. How could anyone miss these treasures by sleeping in?

Then again, that's me, not everyone.

To make it clear, I am not anti-social, by the way. I love interacting with people and especially hearing their stories. I just wish it all could happen after the sun sets. I am quite grumpy in the morning. If I wake up earlier than 9 am for something/someone or if I am being nice in the morning, that someone/something better be highly special.

Uh oh, I am getting sleepier now.

Last random thing, it is my 128th day off, which means I am already halfway through my 255 days of contemplation. Oh, bittersweet.