February 15, 2010

Night Owl



I have fought it for years. But this week I decided to give in and to admit it to myself and to the world. Here it is:

I am a night owl.

Of course, I've always known this about myself. I am more productive at night, I love the solitude, the darkness, and the artificial light. I love sleeping in--even if I get as much sleep as I would otherwise, just knowing that I don't have to get up and get work done before I go to class allows me to sleep more soundly. When I wake up, I don't fe
el the panic of a new day and all the work I have to do--because I did it all the night before. I can leisurely shower, read the news, maybe even make breakfast (aka lunch) and then run errands or go to class or whatever. Then in the evening I can see my friends, make dinner, and then at 10 or 11 (depending on how much I have to do) I can get to work until 3 or 4. Sleep until noon. Rinse and repeat.

I have repressed my inner night owl for sometime because there is something in our culture that looks down on it--all that early to bed/early to rise stuff. But my body just doesn't work the way Benjamin Franklin thinks it ought to--and I refuse to feel guilty if my body is happier getting work done after everyone else goes to bed.

4 comments:

Sra said...

Welcome to the flock. Naysayers be damned.

Kristin said...

Well at least you are admitting it now.

Michemily said...

I'm completely the opposite. I'd love to be able to go to bed at 7 and wake up 12 hours later. Is that a problem?

Tricia said...

I enjoyed your post... I have a very good friend that is a LOT like that... you'd be good friends I think - if he was a girl, I'd say it's a match made in heaven, but... um, lets not go there. :)