Monday, February 24, 2014

Once a night owl, always a night owl.

Let me explain before you read this: This post is not very funny like my others, but I think it was somewhat well-written. So, I am keeping it on the blog despite its more serious tone

I'm a night owl, and I have been that way for all of my life. While I love staying up late, I can't pinpoint just one specific reason why I enjoy doing so.

Maybe it is because I enjoy the quietness of the night. As I type this right now, all I can hear is the clinking of the keyboard as I press down on each letter, the buzzing of the dryer, and the faint sound of the air pumping through the vents. These are sounds that I would otherwise pay no mind to, but right now they seem so pronounced. You see,everything else goes quiet at night while other sounds, the sounds usually so muffled during the daytime, come out from hiding.

There is no sense of urgency at night. Since there is no urgency, I do not rush. Midnight approaches, and I realize that I best be getting to bed if I want to wake up and function in society tomorrow. Slowly and lazily like I sloth, I shuffle into the bathroom to brush my teeth and get ready for bed.

I plop my body into my bed at around 12:30, feeling genuinely disappointed that I cannot stay up any later to take in the calm and quiet atmosphere that is the night. I set the alarm for 6:00 am, and I cringe when I do so. I listen to my late night television shows with my eyes shut until I eventually drift into a slumber.

Up next: My first ever cross country skiing trip!


  1. I used to be a night owl. In high school I would stay up till 3 or 4 and still be up by 7. Five hours of sleep was a good long night.

    Now, for some reason, I can't stop sleeping! I guess I'm still a night owl. Or stay up late enough to be. It just doesn't seem like it since I'm so used to going to bed after 2. I go to bed so much earlier than before and getting up is so much harder. It doesn't make sense.

    1. I have a battle with myself pretty much every night, which consists of my responsible self telling my free spirit self to go to bed before midnight. Free Spirit Jackie almost always wins, and this results in me waking up like a freaking grizzly bear every morning. Those that are close to me know better than to talk to me before at least 10:00 am. By that time, I will have had enough time to accept the fact that I am awake and ready to take on the day. Like you, I also feel somewhat tired no matter what, and then I suddenly get a burst of energy in the evening that doesn't die down until 11:00 or so.

  2. I've always been more of a nighttime gal... seems like better things happen at 10pm than at 10am! Now there are nights that I wish I could get to sleep before 2 or 3am, but for whatever reason my brain doesn't shut off until total exhaustion. But then some days I don't get out of bed until after noon, so I'm hoping once I get a job again it'll just reset itself to normal.

    1. I agree on the fact that my brain doesn't shut off until total exhaustion either. I remember being a kid and having a bedtime. I'd tell my mom, "Why do I have to go to bed at 9:00? I will just lay there FOREVER until I fall asleep." I also have been on a wacky schedule lately. I never really know exactly what my schedule is going to be during the week. As much as I get bored of routine, I am realizing that maybe I need it.


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