It's 3AM, I must be lonely.

When I was in high school, then college, and probably all the way up to the beginning of 2007 -- I was an insomniac, loved going out until the wee hours of the morn' and consumed half my weight in wine or alcohol each day. I guess all due to a mix of being young, being stupid, being able to and perhaps even being a bit lonely. It didn't help that my sister bartended for the entire 9 months she was in Rome with me, and that I shared a room with her. And that for a long time i'd go to pick her up at 3AM nights she'd work.

But things have changed. I'm still young and probably still stupid in a lot of ways -- but for the past year i've discovered the joy of going to bed on time and avoiding drinking too much-- and my dear Lord what joy it is.

At midnight on a weekday i'm about to "crollare" (crumble).Lately, it's not that my daytimes are particularly long and stressful (though they had been for a good long time) -- but I don't sleep in most mornings -- work prevents that -- and so to feel rested I need at least 8-9 hours. Better 9-10. And there is no better way to get my sleep on than a simple, single glass of red wine with dinner. Or even a nice beer with a pizza.

The weekend I sleep. I sleep and I sleep and I sleep. Long, long, lovely naps in the afternoon. Sleep cuddled with Jac. Sleep with Flip curled up in a furry scarf of black fur around my neck. And at night, if and when Jac and I go out -- I can usually make it to about 2AM -- but i've got to watch the wine. And then it's back to bed. And most nights im still in bed by 12 -- no matter how much i've napped that day.

I don't know why i'm always so tired so early.

Perhaps it is the lack of the lonliness that comes from having Jac in my life each day. The less of a need to make myself available to the world with every ounce of my free time -- to loosen up, be super-social, go to bars and clubs, and make new friends over the 5th glass of wine...

I'm just satisfied with my love, my friends and my life now.

But while this behaviour may appear strange to all of you late-nighters and weekend-warriors ... i'm starting to believe that it is very normal for where i'm at in my life...

So, so very normal and --- above all --- healthy.

I wish my friends thought the same, I got in at 3AM last night.

And I was the first one to leave :-(