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What Would Sappho Say?
Lectori Salutem! or L.S. (Greetings to the Reader!)
As an insomniac, I started staying up later and later at night until it just became a part of my life. Now, even when a get a descent night’s sleep that starts at about 1 AM and goes until 8 AM or so. That said, if I have had a string of late nights and early mornings, I know I should not be operating heavy machinery and that if I produce some writing, some heavy editing will be required later in the day.
The rub of it is, while a night owl, I also am not able to sleep in either. I have animals that wake me up at 6 AM sharp for their feeding and if I happen to fall back asleep after feeding them, they all too eagerly re-awaken me with a thunderous round of three dachshunds barking to go out for their walk. It is usually after this point that I am up for the day. Now, I didn’t say what condition I am in but I am mobile and that first cigarette of the day hits my lungs like the breath of fresh air only another smoker would understand giving me just enough of a kick to push me towards the bathroom to brush my teeth, wash my face and on a good day apply the golden cream of youth my dermatologist gave me for a skin disorder that actually is now being bartered on the black market because of its profound effects on women’s skin and wrinkles.
Little did I know I had over $1000 worth of hot product just a few feet from me in a drawer that I hardly used. Good Sappho has been kind to me so far and I have not a wrinkle on my face… yet. So, I use these tubes to make my friends happy and try to convince them to stay away from botox for a few more years instead of going down to the plastic surgery area of our town and peddling them out of a big purse. If money gets any tighter, well we’ll see..
Back to the night, there is so much I love about working through the night hours. I live is a busy downtown area during the day but at night the streets run silent. After midnight I can take my dogs out without their leashes on and they behave well enough to know to stay near me, not to run into the road, and they get a little bit of freedom from the daily grind of going in circles, one behind the other.
There is something so peaceful to me in knowing I am one of the few awake as others around me sleep. The homeless that hang on my street know me pretty well after three and a half years, especially as conspicuous as I am with three miniature dachshunds trailing behind but over time we have come to a mutual understanding about asking for money. They know I will help them out, but not too often and only after I get paid. Most of the time it is just a “hi, Miss, how are ya doing tonight?” and I know they have my back out here on the streets.
In the best of this little midnight world is the convenience store that sits right across the street for my 24 hour guilty pleasures. It is not good on my waistline or my pocketbook but it sure makes me happy to know that on a whim I can run across the street and get almost anything I need or want at 2 AM.
Most of my work is done from 9 PM to 2 AM and from 9 AM to 2 PM. Those are my biggest work spurts and that is a strange thing to find in one person. I am the most worthless in the middle of the afternoon and that is when I have to get all of my non-writing related work done like grocery shopping and house cleaning. Let’s just say I grocery shop once every two weeks and try to keep the house clean on a daily basis so there is never that HOUSE CLEANING DAY.
No. This lady lives for the night and I was recently told by an authority figure (not mine, thank Sappho) that those of us that still choose to work at night against the grain of what society does are simply stuck in a childish rebellion. To her I say, “Billy Idol” and for those of you who don’t get the reference it is one of the songs of the day. Listen to it and you will understand.
I am certainly not trying to buck society, I live in society, I am trying to write to society… I JUST DON’T GET MUCH SLEEP! I write when the muse inspires me and sometimes even when she doesn’t so I can learn how to grow s a writer.
I know plenty of people who live under the night sky for their job, or because of insomnia issues and creativity issues like me, and some just by choice and I don’t think any of the ones I know are still trying to hold on to that old idea of rebelling against something or someone as an attention seeking mechanism.
WE JUST ARE THE NIGHT.
Much Love.
Inspired By Sappho’s Muse
QUOTE OF THE DAY
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
Oscar Wilde
Night brings our troubles to the light, rather than banishes them.
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