so there was this one time when i was up at 12:37ish in the after-midnight typing a post and squinting at the screen thinking wouldn't it be nice of me to head down the hall, extricate the contacts plastered to my eyeballs, and get some sleep already.
but then i was remembering how not very long ago i used to think that people who went to bed before 2 AM on a saturday night were Losers instead of Rational. and then i was wondering when exactly did i get to the rational stage, and might there be some prescription for it please?
because this thirty-one-ness? is for the birds. but as i am now typing with my eyes closed, i shall wave my little metaphorical white flag and mosey on down the hall to bed.