10 pm

No more waiting. But it's almost the time when my body, mind, and spirit wake up. The alarm clock is soon to go. Hopefully there'll be some Sex and the Cuty reruns, as well as some CSI, oh, and some Criminal Minds wouldn't hurt either. Because today I'm on my own and it's nice sometimes. I don't have to talk. It also means I don't have anyone I can sweet talk into being a waiter as usual, but it's not going to hurt for once. I realise I have only 4 days of holidays left. Pity. They stretched out so grandly on the first day, now they're pitiful. And I'm not sure I used these holidays well either. I've slept so much. But then sleep never hurt anyone. I didn't eat so much, which is probably a good thing. But right now it's when I can breathe a finer air, because it's 10am. Now I understand why my mother said she had a hard time getting us to sleep. Her mistake, which is the world's mistake is that 10pm is bedtime for kids, and probably also for adults. Sorry, it's just our body clock We cannot time it the way the rest of the world says it should be timed.