Here I am a new place, a new atmosphere, with a clean slate–Geneseo. So much has changed since I left Hobart and William Smith Colleges….but one thing has not – My “nocturnalness”. Here I am at 5:15 a.m. writing about my inability to sleep at night…pretty sad. I am glad I finally got back on track with this whole blog thing. I can thank www.johnmayer.com because I was surfing it and started reading his blog and told myself I really should get back on that. So anywho…back to my “nocturnalness”
I don’t know why but for whatever reason I am convinced I am 100% nocturnal. I just feel like basically everything is better at night…except pretty much sports without lights (obviously). I don’t really understand my obsession for the night, but I think it can be traced back to my youth.
When I was a little kid I constantly would stay up and try to pull the all-nighter. It was like the most epic of accomplishments for a young kid to defy all odds and stay up all night. My friend Hank and I would constantly try but we usually failed when we were very young. When we were in about 5th grade I would say it became a habit. We would always just pull the all-nighter watching movies and most importantly on our to do list beating videogames (like the old school streets of rage game for sega).
I really don’t understand my love for the night though. I am starting to think that maybe I should stop saying that because thats what keeps me from going to bed during the night–the fact I have convinced myself I am nocturnal this semester. It really doesn’t make any sense to me because I am a very loud person that likes to spend my time amongst friends and at night I am just alone. Alone typing on a computer at 5 in the morning haha. Then again maybe it is a good break/escape for me and I am starting to realize that more and more. During the night you can just be by yourself (Which is a rare occurrence when your a college student thats dorming). Everything is so peaceful at night though. Right now its 40 degrees out (Awesome weather for any Western New Yorker) and just as quiet as can be on campus. All that can be heard is the whistle of the wind and I must say I dig it.
To me night-time has become my time. Laying in bed, sometimes listening to music, and just being alone with myself and my thoughts…It is a good time. Well and sometimes being on the computer surfing the web….or getting into LOST on abc, the most addicting show ever. Regardless of how much it stinks having to get up at 8:30 in the morning for calculus….I really do love the night time and it makes me think when I am older I should definitely look into taking the night shift.
Connor, nice to see you are keeping up with your blog. I am sure you’re busy as the semester has already started but I sure hope you return to these pages.
And I so relate to your issues with the nighttime…it is a whole different world, you know. And I still have my 3a bedtime!