I'm nocturnal

I come alive when everyone goes to sleep I feel like my brain works the “wrong way round”. At night when everyone scrambles off to bed I want to stay up and watch movies, I want to head out and go sit on the beach I want to go to signal hill and watch the city wake up slowly, gradually. I want to stay up and watch the city go to bed, I want to observe that silent, pure moment in the city when everything just comes to a complete and utter halt (it seems time is in on this one too) just for a little while nothing is wrong and everything feels just right.

My mental scrap booking takes place after dark too. I archive all my memories and experiences of the day, sometimes I just replay moments gone by, like looking at photos from the past and reminiscing on those feelings while giggling within at all the goofy antics that take place around me, involving me or not.

I love owls, there are known to embrace solitude and the night. I don’t know so much about constant solitude but solitude alas is wonderful.

Contrary to popular belief not all owls are nocturnal; in fact the colour of their eyes will tell you precisely when they come out to play.

Dark brown or black eyes = nocturnal activity

Orange = dawn or dusk

Yellow eyes are diurnal and hunt during the day

The last time I checked mine fell under Dark Brown/Black eyes.

And the plot thickens.