When the night has come...

My working hours often extend into the night, partially because I write better at night... and partially because I love those quiet few hours the sleeping world around me affords. No telephone calls. No Korean drama on TV. No classes to teach. Nowhere to lepak. Just home sweet home, the midnight oil, the presence of God and my cosy (but messy) thinking corner.

Housework, especially ironing, after midnight is good for me too. Therapeutic. I turn into a Stepford Wife!

I am sincerely hoping that my kids won't take after me though. Fat chance.