This is what happens when I work too many 6 p.m. shifts in a week ... eventually I become quasi-nocturnal. But even then I normally don't feel the need to stay up until 6 a.m. Not even the My Neighbors Suck Playlist (which worked without fail to drown out 4 a.m. rap parties in the old neighborhood) is doing the trick. I could watch TV until I fall asleep, but the roommate will be getting up soon. Naturally, today is the day I have to go in at 2 p.m. instead of 6.
My last semester of college when I couldn't sleep, I read from my class textbook on the history of the Arab-Israeli conflict. That always did the trick. I even learned a little about the Arab-Israeli conflict in the process.
The sun is completely up now. Bloody hell.
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- kt
- New York, NY
- "There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter — the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. […] Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion." — E.B. White
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