I remember reading by flashlight beneath the covers, watching late-night television with the sound off, and I still consider earphones to be one of the greatest inventions of mankind. Mom always had a bedtime for me, and I probably never actually went to bed at that time. There has always been too much to do.
I’m a night owl.
The quiet of the middle of the night has always appealed to me. Everything seems more still, the over-all energy level of things goes way down, and there are a lot less distractions during the day. I’ve always been very creative with music, painting, and these days most of my time is spent writing. No matter what creative outlet I’m exploring, I have to “get in my groove”, and once I’m in, it is nice to be undisturbed.
When moving to a new city or place, the first thing I’ve always looked for is a 24 hour grocery store and to see what my late night options are.
Yes, I have had “day jobs” and at times in my life have been on a “day time schedule”, and I can do that. But left to my own devices…. the night time is the right time. My job as a musician is perfect for a night owl of course. Getting home from work at 10:30 or 11 p.m. is typically an early day for me, though I have been doing a lot more earlier gigs these last few years.
This particular morning finds me getting up at 6:30 a.m. This is getting more and more common due to the many church events I’ve been doing the past couple of years. The pleasure here is that it is like a Disney movie, with all the birds chirping in their morning song and only an occasional car going by in the distance.
I could sit and listen to this all day…