Night Owl. What a redundant characterization. Who ever heard of the Day Owl? If they exist, they must be a very confused lot. Evolution played a cruel trick on the elusive Day Owls.
The mind wants to stop racing but it is unable. There would be nothing better than to manually power down and drift off into the deep archival recesses of the memory. The Insomniac becomes self-aware of their condition around the age of 7 or 8. You can use vices and aids but you will never be able to change this fundamental part of the nocturnally amorous brain.
Had I been able to go to bed at the appropriate time, however, I wouldn’t have been able to enjoy the last 3 minutes of the Bing.com wallpaper image of the day. Funny, now the date has changed and so has the image into to a busy, frenetic animation of a street in Segovia. Daytime. Time to try again, another lonesome lullaby.