I didn't have a set bedtime as a kid, ever, as far as I can recall. I slept most nights, but even as a kid I was plagued by insomnia, and it's only gotten worse as I've gotten older. (I sound like a grandpa here. Yikes.) For obvious reasons this reached its peak as I… Continue reading Curse of the Night Owl
Have you ever arrived home and found no one there, and instantly felt that gleeful strip-down, dance-in-your-underwear sort of freedom? If you haven't, then I'm not sure what planet you're from. Anyone who lives alone gets to bask in the glory of this feeling on a daily basis. Those with family or room mates may rarely… Continue reading Ever dance in your underwear?