I love being wide awake at 3 a.m. o’clock in the morning.
At least I feel wide awake; a quick look in the mirror suggests I appear like I’ve been recently dug-up and crudely re-animated.
It must have been the switch to daylight saving time that has ruined my body clock.
Or the delusional belief that I could handle coffee AND chocolate at about 9 p.m., and that SleepyMilk++ would knock me out sufficiently.
Well, it did, until I woke up at 2:45 with a minor hangover…