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Whatup Reader!

Twice in the past week I stayed up until 3 am.

I’ve always been a night owl, and the deepest hours of the night are often when I get my best work done.

Living on the west coast, later hours means complete and total silence as the rest of the country is typically fast asleep.

But I’ve always been like this. Even though I spent the first 31 years of my life on the east coast.

High school. College.

My preference has always been to burn the midnight oil.

Lex knows I’m like this and she’s great about it. (I know you’re reading this. Appreciate you, babycakes 💚.)

It doesn’t happen all the time. Not frequently at all to be honest. Only when I’m working on something that I’m really into.

I’d say this is a shameless plug for my new podcast, ChatGPT Curious, but why bring shame into this at all?

I’m proud as hell. I’m big excited. I’m running on less sleep than is ideal, but it be like that sometimes.

It officially launches next Thursday, and I’d love it if you tuned in.

But that’s actually not the main reason that I’m writing today.

The main reason I’m writing is because recognition is one of my love languages, and as such, I like to recognize others.

Staying up until 3am only “works” if you can sleep in until a reasonable hour the next day.

For me, that’s about 9am.

That’s why I’m writing this email.

To recognize the people who operate on the other side of the clock, and have the privilege to make it work.

It’s always stood out to me how society celebrates the folks who prefer to get up at 3:30am and then are non-functional by 7pm. Honestly, zero shade if that you. Truly. Props.

The only time my alarm clock sees numbers like that is when I’m catching a flight headed east, and I want to cry every time.

Give me that sweet sweet late night, where no one is texting, the DMs are silent, Netflix is one episode away from rudely asking if I’m still watching, and the volume on the tv has mysteriously gotten significantly louder, despite the fact that the remote is on the coffee table, and Rupert is nearby, doing nocturnal cat things.

My guess is that there are a good number of you reading this who would prefer to stay up late and then get up late, but the fruit of your looms have other plans. Bless you.

So, yeah, I’m writing this email because one of my favorite things to do is share my approach in case there are others out there who feel the same and just need someone else to say it first.

I stay up late, I sleep in late, I feel zero percent bad about it, and this is my way of giving you the permission you don’t need to do the same.

The other side of the clock deserves some recognition as well.

Hope to catch you on Thursday.

Happy Tuesday, Reader.

Maestro out.

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