I’m starting to like being outside—to socialize with people, to laugh, to admire the sun, the blue sky, the way trees sway when the cold wind blows. I’m starting to like the daylight, the sunrise, which is new. I’m usually the kind of person who would sleep when the sun is up, and be alive when the moon sets in. I admire the darkness, and how the stars give off a dim light. I prefer to wake up in the middle of the day, rather than get up before the sunrise. And now, I wake up at 5 in the morning to start my day early, to not let hours of the day pass by while I’m sleeping.

And I think, I think this is a good thing.