It's that time of the year

already...

At 5:00 pm, I feel we are in the middle of the night, and I should be either sleeping, or doing some other nightly activity. [Nightly activities range from reading good stuff in my bed, to be out in a bar having beers and good times... Definitely, not working or reading for my thesis].

... Yet... It's 5:35... Completely dark, and I KNOW I have a long way to go before I am done with all my work. See... I claim I love working during the night, I am a night-person... Bla bla bla. I should be thrilled... Right?...

No... I'm not.

The bit about working during the night that I like, is it's quietness... No one even is on msn, the streets are dead and I feel the righteous owner of the stage... No distractions, the lights in the offices of the building across the street are off.

Now?... They are on, and I can see people working. Cars drive around the street and life keeps on going, just as if there was sunlight. But there isn't... It feels wrong.

It will feel wrong for several months. No matter how long, it's probably the one thing I can't and won't get used to. It's freaking 5!... There is supposed to be light out.

** Sigh **