Burning the midnight oil...

Okay, so it's not really midnight but it is after 10 and for me, it might as well be midnight. It's kind of funny - I love to sleep. Really, if sleeping were an Olympic sport I would be a gold medalist...several times over. And yet, I do my best creative thinking after about 10:00 at night. I did my best paper writing and research in college after hours. Of course back then I could sleep in until lunch. Gold medalist sleepers don't achieve such great heights by neglecting their zzzzzz's.

This has once again proven true. After schlumping about all day, 9:45 hit and the creative juices started flowing. 45 minutes later I have several fun lessons sketched out for my creative writing class and the tendrils of a poetry contest taking shape.

Too bad I have to be up by 6:00 am most mornings. It had a tendency to stifle one's creativity.