I must confess: I did not go to Kid Koala as planned last night.
Instead, for the first time in months, I went to bed before midnight.
At dinner last night, I got a a serious lecture from Mama LumDimSum about the long-term consequences of my nightlife lifestyle.
According to her, every body has its own ticking clock and between the hours of midnight and 4am are the body’s most precious hours of sleep…the exact hours when my brain is most alert and functional and I feel I am most productive at work.
It may sound odd to you, but I am incredibly on-point at night. During the day, my phone is non-stop ringing, e-mails are constantly incoming, and I’m always running off to the next meeting. And in the evenings (precisely between the hours of midnight and 4am), when everyone else is sleeping, when all the distractions finally stop, I can begin to write. Only in the wee hours can I concentrate and find the time to get work done, so that I can have the peace of mind to get my beauty sleep.
And I’ve never been a morning person. Even in high school when I was waking up for zero period at 6am, I was pretty much a walking zombie. So to me, working nightlife is ideal. I get to go out, I get to party, I get my work done quickly and efficiently, and most of all, I get to sleep in.