Lately, I’ve been going to bed at night, and getting up in the morning, and it sucks. Normally, I go to bed in the morning, and get up in the early evening. This is how things should be.
I can’t even explain it, but being away during the day just isn’t for me. The days seems to take forever and they’re boring and I get restless and confused. During the night, everything makes so much sense.
In another life, I was probably a bat. That would explain so much.