Ignore the edgy title stolen from Simon and Garfunkel. This post isn't some "bluh my soul is black no one understands me" bullshit.
Nah homie fuck that.
This is a little post about why late night/early morning is my favorite time of the day.
In recent years, I've had to get used to being up all night. Stress kept me up. I wanted to sleep, but I couldn't. But during the summer, when all the stress with school was gone, I still stayed up all night. Not because I couldn't sleep, but because the late hours provided me with something I don't get during the day.
Silence and solitude.
Even when I'm shut up in my room 18 hours a day, I don't get silence or solitude. People are up, making noise, trying to talk to me, or I'm out, and there's people making noise and trying to talk to me.
It's not like I don't enjoy being out with my friends, or talking to my family, but introversion is a powerful thing.
9 times out of 10, I would rather be alone, in my room, listening to music, or reading comics, or watching a movie, than out with people.
And the time when the world's asleep provides me with just that.
It's calming. It's a breath of fresh air when the air I normally breathe is polluted with things I have to do and people I have to see.
It's something I need to function.
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