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Weekdays, I have to drag my ass out of bed at the hairy ass crack of dawn (5:30am) in order to teach first period. Saturdays I try to be up to pray by 8:30 or 9am. Sundays my wife will usually let me sleep until 11 or so. But on summer vacations, when I can be left to my own devices, I revert to my body's natural rhythm, which is to go to bed between 2 and 3am, and get up around 1 or 2pm.
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Dull sublunary lovers love,
Whose soul is sense, cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
That thing which elemented it.
(From "A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning" by John Donne)
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