• Caroline Donough

Hoots of a Night Owl

It's 4.35 am. The lights are off and I'm sitting in my living room typing this post in the dark. Well, not entirely in the dark. I'm sitting near the sliding door with one of the curtains partially pulled back, so there is light streaming in from the lamp post outside. Enough that I can see what I'm doing. And my cat is sleeping blissfully at my feet, and you know how I feel? I feel like everything is right with the world this very moment.

Owl perched on a branch

© The Muse

I'm usually asleep at this hour, but thanks to the World Cup, my sleep schedule has gone a bit off-track. In Malaysia, we get the live matches at 10.00 pm and 2.00 am, and with my 9-to-5 job thrown into the mix, it's quite a cocktail. Not complaining, though, as I love football. And like most footy fanatics, I would nap for about an hour or so when I get home from work. It helps me catch the 10.00 pm matches in full each night with no problem. Not always the 2.00 am ones, though. Not during the workweek, anyway. The eyes don't seem to want to cooperate until that late, except on weekends.

That said, I am actually rather nocturnal. I love the nighttime. I tend to stay up late when I know I can crash the next morning. Plus, I like it quiet. Most introverts do. So for me - a reticent night owl who likes peace and tranquility - there's nothing like the stillness of the night to give me a few hours of respite, solitude and freedom. Everyone is sleeping, no one is bothering me, the world stops for a while. It's like walking through a wardrobe and entering my very own Narnia. It's nice.

Having that quiet time all to myself is wonderfully relaxing. I can read in peace or pay bills online with no distractions. Sometimes I would watch a DVD or catch up on a TV show or football match I had missed. In fact, I do some of my best thinking at night, even work-related stuff at times, because at night, the silence makes it easier to unwind and focus. Well, for me it does. We all have our own quirks. All I need is a can of Coke and I'm all set. It's great. My cat is always near me - and so is the Lord - so I'm never really alone.

Anyway, it's starting to get bright outside now, so that's my cue to sign off. Until my next post...

Hoot... hoot...


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