Most of ya'll are sleeping right now. This right now, not that right now.
One reason I don't like to stay up too late any more is that I love staying up too late, and when I stay up too late I remember how much I love staying up too late & then I want to stay up too late too often. It's addictive. Fuzzy-head weariness around the brain inside the skull, feeling surreal; second winds, and thirds, and more if you keep it going; that timeless feeling when it's just dark and still, just like it's been dark and still for a long, unmeasured time, and it's still not tomorrow yet.
I stayed up late as a child so's to delay any dying in my sleep.
I stayed up late as a teenager, arguably cuz that was the only time I got real free space just to be.
I stayed up late in college, cuz that's what college is for.
I stayed up late in my 20's cuz I could, most of the time.
magic, in the middle of the night
oh, i know it's not that late right now, but it's a decently indecent hour for a school night
i got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
as i go ridin' merrily along
and they sing 'oh, ain't you glad you're single?'
and that song ain't so very far from wrong