What’s the goddamn difference anyway? Every fucking day I wake up at exactly three-thirty. Every day. I open my eyes and I wonder what time it is and then I check and I see the same time every time. Some days I can fall back asleep. Other days, like today, I can’t. Instead I’m just wide awake and listening to the dog snore and wondering a million different things about my life and how it intersects with other people’s lives. This is how it goes and I don’t think it makes any difference at all.