The title of this post pretty much sums it up, yeah?
It’s just after six in the morning now, and I have not slept since… sometime before it got dark outside. Not that I haven’t been sleeping at all. I just haven’t been sleeping when the sky is dark. My schedule got out of sync several weeks ago and has not come back around to “normal” again.
I wonder why it even matters. I don’t have a “real job” flipping burgers or attempting to shove Teh Knowledges into the brains of hostile teenagers or answering telephones all day, so why should it matter if I’m awake when most people are sleeping? I keep saying that writing isn’t a performance art and no one cares — or ought to care, anyway — if you sit around in your pajamas while doing it, or whether you binge-write ten thousand words in sparse sessions or write five hundred words every single day, because all that really matters is that you got it written. Should not the same basic idea apply to editing? As long as I get the work done on time, and get it done right, why does anyone have the right to complain if I’m semi-nocturnal sometimes?
I know the answer to that question, though: they have the right to complain because it’s weird not to be awake and interacting with all the normals all the time, and in modern ‘Merica, weird is wrong.
(I prefer my coffee moderately sweet, but apparently I prefer my sarcasm bitter — or at least sharp. Yes, that’s a metaphor. Deal with it.)