Recently I put an owl emoji in my name (in WhatsApp). The reason is quite simple, because I find my self hard to sleep in the right time. You know, around 11pm till morning. Yes, indeed, I always sleepy around that time, but if the ‘crucial time’ passed, I can wide awake till morning. I am trying to get the circadian rhythm back, but it was not an easy task.
Owl as Nocturnal
Based on Wikipedia;
Owls are birdsfrom the order Strigiformes, which includes about 200 species of mostly solitary and nocturnal birds of prey typified by an upright stance, a large, broad head, binocular vision, binaural hearing, sharp talons, and feathers adapted for silent flight. Exceptions include the diurnal northern hawk-owl and the gregarious burrowing owl.
Indeed, it stated that nocturnal birds of prey. As human, we could try to match its power, like produce creativity in such hour. Basically, everyone has their own golden hour, but, most people find it in the middle of the night. Because in the night, we face less crowd than the day time, especially with kids.
What I do?
I have nothing extraordinary to begin with. Should catch up with the professor, but due to technical problem, I left it there. Sometimes I watched movies and specials of stand-up comedy. One month of waste, I think. But for some reason, I keep waking around 1 to 3 am. Apart from that routines, the one that I miss the most is a simple chat or video call from Faizan.
We did nothing serious, just asking for the day and talked a bit. It grew in me, and I keep waking up in such time. His local time is GMT+5, which is 2 hours behind Jakarta. I never take that as burden, but yes, sometimes I just want to have a good sleep.
This month is quite a roller coaster for me. A bit patriotic theme for us, 14 and 17. I have 2 clashes with my friends just because I am being me. What’s the point? Maybe if you read this, you’ll know that I was secretly sending message to my friend. It might be not delivered to her, but at least it will be a memory and an explanation from me.
Another one is about perceiving toward each other. In short, it is just one want to be glorified while other just crushed down one’s will. Always a sad part to have arguments with your friend, but because she’s so full of one self, nothing can be help with that.
Right after a lot of arguments with her, I got to know someone, named Mariah, from Peshawar. She’s nice person, but we didn’t get along well. That’s not a biggie for me, since we’re just get to know each other in short time.
August is a month that I have a desire to live in Pakistan. I don’t know exact reason, but I feel safe. Yeah, I know Indonesian take Pakistan as failed country and a lot of terrorist there, but actually, they’re not. Afghanistan is.
Talking about Pakistan, there’s a lot of things I want to know, from the tribe to the music. Even check on Quora. Because Faizan is kind of White, but he can’t be white! Lol. Seriously, compare to Indian, he has bright and light color. His smile is kinda attractive. Maybe he got a nice lady out there, after she asked him out to dinner. Still, happy for him. (saf)