It's late

I'm up past my bedtime. I got up well, well before normal today. I'm at least three hours further into today than is usual for me. Yet, perhaps that is not what I mean.

Maybe I have another meaning for the phrase "It's late" floating around in my subconscious. If that's true, the very distinction between "late" and "too late" would seem to indicate that I have hope of recovering(or rectifying) whatever I'm unconsciously obsessing on.

Of course, I have no idea what that may be. I was just online and bored. Everyone I know is asleep at this hour, so I thought I'd bother them (you) tomorrow. Or the next day. Or whenever.

I probably shouldn't post this, but my self editing filter has long been porous and the pure inanity of this is unlikely to alter that now.