Archive for June 25th, 2010

Night and Day

Okay, this isn't so bad.

Gah, that sun is way too bright!

Are you happy, internet? This is my "I hate sun" face.

Okay, I don’t really hate sun. I just hate it directly in my face, and trying to take pictures of myself while outside invariably ends up with me looking up at the camera, and thus into the sun. Also, that plate next to the door does actually have numbers, but I erased them, because this is the internet and I am cautious. XD

I’ve never been a big fan of the sun. Oh, I need sunlight, both for vitamin D and to make sure I don’t get depressed (I believe I may have mild Seasonal Affective Disorder, but I’ve never had it actually diagnosed), but that doesn’t mean I like it. I have about four or five days a year (between spring and fall) where I get an insatiable urge to go outside and be outside for a while and soak up sunlight, and then I’m done until next year.

On the other hand, I love night time. Not just in terms of being a night owl (although I am that), but I love going outside at night. Star-gazing, or just walking around in the warm darkness of summer, is something I love doing. I’ve always been happier under the moon than under the sun. Last night I sat and looked out my window at it for a good ten minutes (the full moon is tomorrow night). And I love driving around my aunt’s house at night, as she lives very far out in the country, and on full moon nights it’s so bright out there you don’t need artificial light at all. That is heavenly (no pun intended). Several times I’ve gotten the urge to go out and watch meteor showers or other astronomical events at her place, but it was always on a work night at 3 AM or something, or the middle of winter, or both, so it never worked out.

My favorite constellation is Orion, mostly because it’s the only one I can recognize immediately on any given night (the others require more effort). Also I adore Greek mythology and Orion’s myth is one of my favorites.

It’s actually one of the few disadvantages to living in a city, not being able to walk around at night as much. Although truthfully, your chances of getting mugged or killed on a lonely road in the middle of nowhere are no better or worse than it happening in the city, but there are definitely some sketchy places around here (my own neighborhood is a little sketchy at night, although not dangerously so) and about every day you hear about another murder or drive-by happening in a specific part of town, so it discourages me from walking around as I’d like. I was probably in more danger in my little college town (they used to call it the “meth capital of the mountains”), but preconceptions and news reports contribute to making me fear the city at night more regardless. I’m sure I’ll get over it at some point (probably after I move to New York), but it’s still something I deal with now. And let me tell you, despite what you may think, being 6 feet tall and 370 lbs doesn’t make me feel any safer than a woman who’s 5’3” and 100 lbs soaking wet. Of course, I have the lung power to scream my head off so loud half the city could probably hear it, but that’s not exactly like having the capability of actually fighting my attackers. Which is probably half the reason I want to learn a martial art, except because I’m a nerd I’m way more interested in learning, say, fencing than karate or tai chi, and carrying a big-ass sword around with me all the time isn’t exactly practical (fun, but not practical). But I digress.

If it weren’t for the fact that working late tends to cut you off from friends and family to a certain extent, I wouldn’t mind working a job that was, say, 3-11 PM. I like night time. I tend to be my most creative and alert between 6 PM and midnight. But I also like being able to actually talk to my family sometimes, so it’s a trade off.

Of course, there’s also the fact that my cat hates my not feeding him before noon. XD That’s also an important consideration, at least to him.


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