Today, I have stayed up past my bedtime.
A flashback of when I were much younger, and midnight seemed such a mysterious & forbidden time. And getting older, when staying up until the early hours became the place of sleepovers and secrets. Now, it seems, most of the time, staying up late is all about studying and smooching. Not at the same time, obviously.
I wish mine were not the former reason. Or the latter, to be quite honest. At this moment in time, I'd rather just be getting some shut-eye.
On the jukebox: Eels ~ I Need Some Sleep
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