I am a creature of the night. I feel as though I should be holding a velvet lined cape over my mouth when I say this, but despite the overly dramatic wording, it is true. I am most active after the sun goes down. If I don't have a job or other such engagement forcing me to keep to a diurnal schedule (which I usually don't, I tend to work nights), I will always revert to my natural rhythm within a week or so. I'll generally wake up early afternoon and then go back to sleep around 8 or 9 am.
Since Husband works days, and very early ones at that, this means that I'm just hitting my stride as he's going to bed. Husband considers this to be the most annoying thing ever, but when he wakes up in the morning, I am very often sitting alone reading or writing or obsessively annotating a book that I've previously read. Or I am Wandering. I tend to do that a lot as well.
I walk, or occasionally drive, for hours on end. Sometimes I will create a reason for me to go out. "Oh darn, it looks like we forgot to grab this at the store earlier, I'll just go now. The closest overnight store is only two miles away, it wouldn't be environmentally responsible to take the car." Of course, I will usually add 4 to 6 miles to that simple trip, taking out of the way roads, or visiting favorite destinations that I come reasonably close to. The park, my old school, that spot by the creek, the library...Honestly, I laugh at myself a lot over the last one. Why go to the library, you fool? It's CLOSED, you can't read all the books through osmosis.
I've been favoring a lake near my apartment recently, a nice little park with a walking path and a playground and lots of wildlife scaring the shit out of me regularly. I saw a black fox kit a couple weeks ago, and I'm a bit crazy, so I took it as a sign that this should become my new haunting ground.
I get a lot of grief about this habit of mine. My mother and grandmother remind me at every opportunity that I shouldn't be walking alone at night. Admittedly I walk with my music on, possibly one of the dumbest things that can be done, but I know my way around my area. Any place that has previously given me a bad experience is widely avoided. Also, I carry a huge knife and serrated brass knuckles. So, there's that.
Edited to add- As it turns out, sitting in the bowl drop at the local skate park is also really nice.
