this year, everything will flip upside-down

i don't know if i get up early and go to bed late or get up late and go to bed early. every day is so different that you can never do the same thing twice because it doesn't fit or it doesn't work. we could stay in bed until the sun started to go down and then make coffee or i can get up when it's still dark if there's things to do and time to have instead of time to kill, although time isn't even really an issue. the issue is what is done and what is seen, and sometimes all i want to see is the world with my eyes closed from my bed. the sun will shine or sometimes, like today, it won't and i like that too. i can be happy with anything or unhappy with anything, or sometimes in the middle of the night i know i won't be able to stand being next to you so i'll get up and have something to drink or learn how to breathe with my usual composure