To Be Loose
Im writing in the middle of night, tomorrow is Saturday and i feel so good to stay up late. I am happy when i can do this, but i contemplated to sleep now so tomorrow morning i can wake up early and to have all of the morning myself. But i really love staying up late, doing what i love - anything. But i am also thinking, why I can’t do this more often? Why I can’t sleep late in weekdays - maybe when tomorrow is Thursday, and give myself a slack to be late. I never coming work late. I often come early and finish later. Why I can’t cut some slack for myself? It’s good to have the night, just for me. Watching series i love, finishing the hundred pages of book, or just wandering around with my thoughts - like now. Why I can’t be that? I feel a little bit envy when some of colleagues told me that they can stay up late till 4AM, and just come work in the morning like nothing happened. Where do they get those energies? Why im too, too stiff with myself? Though i love sleeping too. But every t
