— Attacked Lennon his former bandmate McCartney ironically through a little rock tune from Imagine. However, there is no irony involved in the title of my brainless post.
While having a piss a minute ago, I came to realise how irregular my sleep patters are. I sleep whenever I feel like, minus eight-odd hours I have to pretend I'm a human capable of reasoning to pay my bills at the end of the month.
I sleep when I come home, passing out at any time, quite often being in coma until well after midnight, then being wide awake until early morning hours, going out when people are coming back from parties, sleeping through the sunny weekend days without the need to go anywhere or expose myself to light.
With no drugs involved, ladies and gentlemen. I'm just an owl. For years now.
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