It's almost 1 in the morning here. I've always been a night owl and before I was put on a drug called Remeron, I found it incredibly difficult to keep a schedule. I'd lay awake in bed daydreaming about things for up two hours before getting frustrated and just trying to wear myself out. I've fallen asleep countless times as the world is coming to, only to wake up in the afternoon and guilt-trip myself for "sleeping in".
I didn't have the best of days nor did I have the worst of days, actually it was pretty bland as days go... but I'm not ready for it to be over.
Sometimes adulting really sucks!
I'm going to go throw a temper tantrum and then take my nighttime meds. Stupid sleep, seeming all over-rated and in the morning it'll be the same thing again- I won't want to get up but I'll force myself because "having regularity and a schedule is healthy", blah... I do this under duress!