I love the amount of daylight we have in summer—except for one thing. I stay up later and later. For example, last night I didn’t get to bed until 1:15. The night before it was 1:40. But no damage, because I don’t need to be up with the sun. When the rooster crows or a loud truck drives by I just return to the embrace of Morpheus until I’m good and ready to get up. Of course, the later I sleep the later I feel the urge to go to sleep. Oh well.
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