Sleepless and Unsettled

I am more of a lark rather than an owl.
Years of habit has helped me spring up in the morning, and usually, I am bright and perky. But alas, the downside of that was trying to keep my eyes open after 10pm.

Even as a student, I would prefer to turn in early and then get up at about 3-4pm to study. In the still of the early hours of the morning, I find myself more at peace, and being able to concentrate fully. I enjoy the calm and tranquility , and almost nothing bothers me...the silence is oh-so-beautiful. When I pursued my Masters, it was more meaningful to read my notes at the wee hours before daybreak, for the mind is at peace.

But things have changed lately.
Why am I up so late?
While do I find myself restless and unsettled?

I rue the day when...just like Macbeth who was cursed with "Macbeth shalt sleep no more.."
I need my balm...to soothe my troubled mind.

(so if you see me with panda eyes...you know why)