Sunday night found me awake until far past my normal bedtime, painting and listening to an expose on C. S. Lewis. This quiet activity was then followed by some light reading (from the book of Job, then a chapter out of War & Peace). After these relaxing events, I forcibly went to sleep, my guess is sometime around one A.M.
One reason for this abnormality in my sleeping pattern (Most of these things were done wide awake—I started to drift off with Tolstoy :)) may have been that I downed a Sencha Shot that afternoon…
But green tea aside, it’s not uncommon for me to stay up until midnight or later when I have a day off the next day. In fact, some of my best writing is done at night when the house is quiet and I can just focus on my work. I come alive when it’s dark outside…I tidy up my pad, or listen to music, or paint, or write, or whatever.
I also become more talkative at night, when normal people just want to go to sleep and stop listening…Which can be frustrating, especially when the complaint arises that I don’t talk enough…
Like left-handers, redheads, and, of course, writers, we Night Owls are just a misunderstood bunch. We may be seen as slothful (Due to our shifted sleeping schedule—We might go to bed at one, but we’ll wake up at eight or nine), weird (You try rooming with a person who creeps around the house while you’re trying to sleep!), or just plain abnormal.
Slothful, no. We just have a shifted pattern. Weird, maybe. Depends on what you do while you’re awake—that varies person to person, and I won’t comment on it. Abnormal? Uh, since when was that a bad thing? If everyone were normal, normal wouldn’t mean anything anymore, and we may as well all be abnormal, in which case that would just bring us all back to normal and the whole pattern would start aaaalllll over again. Sheesh. Really, there are some serious holes in that logic. 😉
The point is, we Night Owls are not freaks—We just operate on a different clock. Try to understand us. Try to appreciate us. Try to let us operate on our own clocks. Sound proof your walls and let us paint in peace.
…Or, one solution would be to ship us all to a time zone five hours ahead.
Are you a night owl? Did you ever know a night owl, and did their shifted habits freak you out?