Nights, sleep and money; a poem by Andreas Blaustein

I love to go to sleep when everybody else are beginning to wake up
During the night everything shuts the fuck up
That’s when I can think again
And breathe
Weeknights are best
That’s when it’s the most quiet
This is why I need to get rich
So I can go to sleep in my own time
And be rid of this fucking social jetlag

Click this link to hear me read the poem: https://open.spotify.com/episode/7u3F4dGcgwQpvNdc2ObgF0?si=rBqZPAqDR_28ZxlKjx-_mw&utm_source=copy-link

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