12AM

I’ve noticed I’ve gotten into the habit of waiting until 12AM to start doing any work. I think it’s because 12AM is when I feel the most alive. I’m invincible, anything can be my reality, and no one’s awake to tell me any different. I can be courageous enough to voice my craziest desires, carefree enough to dance like a mad man, and silly enough to believe I can write a ten page paper in 5 hours. 12AM is my time to get things done, but it’s also my time to be completely honest with myself and have in depth conversations with no one in particular. And possibly cry my eyes out without knowing exactly why I am.

12AM I start my day.