I've been on a 4am-8pm awake schedule all week. It's weirding me out, I haven't seen this much daylight in YEARS, lol.

I stay up so late at times because my brain is up and active. When I keep a normal sleep schedule (which does benefit me best), my brain has this burst of energy just as I start to nod off. I'm a combination of night owl/insomniac, it seems.

Daylight causes cancer, anyway, who needs it?

Quit reading my diary! But yeah, this is me right now. Working on changing it though.

I sort of feel as though I should be hanging out behind a high school by the bike racks smoking with other malcontents and wearing too much eye-liner.

This Jungian loneliness comes and goes for me, though I need to work on dealing with it better. If things get too quiet and I've not heard from anyone, my mind starts to panic that I'm some kind of recluse who is going to die alone, surrounded by cats.

Hell no! We'd ALL be with you smoking out too! ;)

GOOD. I would then take the opportunity to expound upon my love for Morrissey.

What!
I'm soo there.

I love beautifully morose Englishmen, it's true.