For many years, I was what some like to call “restless elite.” I’d go to bed at five in the morning, and wake up at around eleven…
Yes, I could properly function on just 6 hours of sleep. But I also drank a gallon of Coke, 5-6 coffees, and smoked a pack of cigarettes a day, so “function” might not be the kind of word that I could define even if you’d slap me with a dictionary. Or use it to wake me up.
I did all this because, well, in case you didn’t know, I live in the future.
Really.
My timezone is Bucharest, Romania. GMT+3. Which means I am usually a few hours ahead of just about everyone who reads my blog, so to fix this, I’d go to bed around the time the sun would rise.
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