August 25, 2002
5am...
5am is a lonely time. Not quite as lonely as 4am, but still lonely. I have, of course, been awake all night, mostly goofing off. I've done a little housework, played with the cats, watched a lot of bad TV. Sleep? Yeah, maybe eventually.
It's a quiet time, even an apartment building. I haven't heard any noise from my neighbors in hours, not even water running.
Daylight always comes as a surprise when I stay up all night. It's like, one minute it's nighttime, the next minute there's a sunrise outside my window and I can hear the birds singing. If I've stayed up all night to accomplish something (like say, writing a paper), this is where I start to panic, particularly if I haven't finished. If I stayed up all night when I shouldn't (like if I have class or work in two hours or so), this is also when I start to panic.
Of course, if I have nothing at all going on the next day, this is when I wonder to myself, "Why the fuck did I stay up all night?"
Why the fuck did I stay up all night?
Posted by Lisa at August 25, 2002 04:58 AM