1am

It's the new benchmark that marks the unexpectedly late (early?) start of my junior year, the post-witching hour that flashes in my minds eye before I sleep. Each time I actually manage to dive under the covers before 1am (which hasn't occurred too often in the past few weeks), I mentally pat myself on the back and thank God that I've a couple more hours to rest. All the unexpected 1am-ness is morphing into a horrid habit. Strangely enough, I'm not feeling too much fatigue but this could very well just be the calm before the storm. In which case, I can expect to feel like an absolute mess in about two or so weeks time. At least it's predictable, right?