It's July 2. Let's pretend it's July 1. For the sake of argument.
Summertime is a good time to sleep all night. Nights are shorter. The goal is within reach.
The sun rose on July 1 at 5:26am in Portland. It set the night before at 9:03pm. That means there was about eight & a half hours of night to sleep all the way through.
That night I went to bed at around midnight. I wasn't feeling well, I thought I might have a fever. I tossed & turned & occasionally had to move to different parts of the bed because the animals in the bed had shifted positions. I woke around seven to take the dogs for their morning walk.
You might generously give me seven hours of sleep, but I certainly didn't sleep all night. I hardly ever if ever sleep all night. I don't go to bed at 9pm (the animals get fed at 9:30pm) nor do I wake at 5:30am (unless it's for a radio show or something like that). So I arguably will never sleep all night.
Conversely, in the wintertime, there'll be far less day than night. Could I possibly sleep all day?
On January 1 in Portland, the sun rose at 7:41 am. It set the night before at 4:38pm. Holy shit. That's less than nine hours of daylight. Holy fucking shit. Okay, I hadn't thought about that before. All right. Deep breaths. Deep breaths.
There's no way I'm going to sleep all day if all day is less than nine hours long! That's fifteen hours of night. Where do I live now, the arctic?
What was I talking about? Oh man, I can't believe - the sun rose on January 1 in Dallas at 7:30 & it set at 5:30 & that I know is just one hour more but for some reason it's just not as frightening. Okay. Okay.
Look, I need to make some preparations for a scary winter. Forget all day & all night, I may want to sleep all winter long.
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