The Beginning of the End (of Today) As I write this today, it’s tomorrow. And… We’re talking about school? N.B. This post is not about school, bear with me. Throughout the school year, I’m usually pretty consistent with my sleep schedule. It’s like a rhythm, every hour of my day planned out. I wake up at 5:55 exactly, do some morning studying (it’s always so much easier to get stuff done in the morning), shower an hour later, breakfast, and I’m out the door. School’s rhythmic ...
