Seven going on three

It's 7pm going on 3. These long days are really screwing me up. Last night I didn't get to sleep till 5am. Sure, it gets dark somewhere past 10pm now, but that means there are only two hours of darkness before "bed time". That doesn't make any sense to my body which has grown up believing that there should be at least five or six hours between twilight and beddy-bye. It also has sever consequences on my motivation to work. I just can't make myself sit inside and study when the weather is so beautiful. I find myself going for "afternoon walks" and getting home at 9pm. When I was in Tokyo, I either had a job, whereby I was forced to sit inside during the daylight hours (who invented such a stupid system), or, when I was working on my own, I could enjoy an afternoon stroll and get home, situated, and working as it grew darker in the evening, leaving me with a good four or five hours without distraction or feeling guilty about wasting my life.

I can't wait to get to the north of Sweden, where the sun never sets. Imagine how far I will be able to bike, hike, or kayak when there is no need to set up camp.