I remember the all-nighters from university. I was more in love with the romance of staying up all night and seeing the different phases of the night life of the town than I was with the realities of the necessities of staying up all night to work.
Now...five years later...I'm all about the work.
Which is a shame, because my neighbourhood is at least ten times more romantically seductive.
But at least I feel better about the exam on Monday.
I'm listening to Dr. John's Loop Garoo. It fits the late night.
It's a dark, quiet night in Brooklyn, and I got work to do.
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