we live half in the daytime/ we live half at night

as I'm typing this I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open and everything that's between me and heaven that magically materialized in my bed, is the face mask that needs to be washed off and the apple tea that is yet to be brewed.
I'm one of the rare breed of people (at least I suppose them to be rare) that are both morning person and night owl which does get in the way of my sleeping habits quite a bit.
after an antics-intense night out, today was spent working and attending max goldt's reading, followed by a nighty walk and the cognition that in this city indeed everything is just a stone's throw away which is a pleasure when sweetened by enourmous bowls of steaming hot chocolate.
and sometimes hopping onto random natureprovided objects is a neccessity.
in case you're still in search of your bedtime story, I sat down for some questions with yalook, you can read the interview here.
thank you everyone at yalook, especially lara who came up with the questions and ruppert for twittering the link my way!
untill then, sleep well everyone, I'm almost there.

mango dress, weekday silk blazer, random jewelry and ballet flats.