I am such a night owl lately. I’m up until all hours reading, typing, totally energized, totally productive. Then morning comes, and I do not want to get out of bed. I drag through the first 8 hours of my day, puffy face, hair–don’t even got me started with the hair–and driving/spiking blood sugar. Then, dinner, yoga, my face comes into it’s own, and it’s showtime. The trouble with this is that the bulk of my interactions with peers, students, and faculty occur during the 8-hour zombie period.