One summer in college, I sub-rented an apartment from a friend who was away for the summer. It was the first time in my life I had lived alone. I was working grounds crew at a dorm (relatively strenuous/active job). I'd get home around 4pm, have a snack, maybe watch some TV or listen to some tunes, then I'd just crash. I'd usually wake up after dark (being summer, between 8 and 10pm), eat dinner, then be up until 1 or 2am. Then I'd go to bed, then get up at 6am to be at work at 7am.
It was a great routine. Ever since career and family became part of my life, I've rarely ever had such peaceful moments in my life.
It was a great routine. Ever since career and family became part of my life, I've rarely ever had such peaceful moments in my life.