Late Nights

There's an episode of How I Met Your Mother that's themed around the idea that nothing good ever happens after 2am.  Well, guess what? It's 4am right now.

Twitter also happens to have #latenightconfessions trending.  So of course, I start thinking about my late nights.

I honestly love being able to stay up all night, by myself, and do stupid things on the internet.  I like my me time.  I like facebook stalking and catching up on my tv shows and reading fanfiction.

I equally love staying up all night with other people. 

But college has let me do this more.  I've done four am milkshake runs and hung around Meijer when they restock.  I've walked around a silent campus when it was snowing.  It isn't the studying or partying that's made me feel like I was at college.  It's simply been the ability to have late night adventures, whether with myself or others, on campus or downtown, that's made me feel grown up.

Sure, some bad things can happen after 2am.  But I've also taken more risks, experienced new things, and felt a sense of freedom in the early morning hours.

Late nights make life less boring.  It's when I've made big decisions and even bigger mistakes.  It's staying up with someone else and feeling like the only two people in the world.

My #latenightconfession? I'm suddenly a White Sox fan.