It is a strange, tranquil feeling to walk outside at 3:11 am, the temperature at 28° F, in a t-shirt.
It is a calming feeling to notice the paradox of seeing more stars in the sky than you’ve ever seen before, even though you’re walking right next to a building with lights a-blazing.
It is a relaxing feeling to do your laundry at 3:15 am, because there’s no competition for the washing and drying machines.
It is a soothing feeling to be blogging at 3:34 am, inside a warm room, about to go to sleep. And knowing that your English essay due at 8:40 am is done.