Confessions of a Hopeless Night Owl
As a self-confessed nocturnal who can blame it on genetics, I proudly declare my solace from the quiet of the night. I love hearing the whir of the refrigerator in the kitchen and the hoot of the barn owl in our fields.
confession hopeless night owl self confess nocturnal blame genetic proudly declare solace quiet night love hear whir refrigerator kitchen hoot barn owl field