I believe I stayed up all night to finish a project only two or three times in college. I never enjoyed it, and I never foresaw doing it again after I graduated.
But I was wrong. Last night a translation project kept me up all night. I went to bed when Sam went to work at 7am. And then I got up at noon and started working again.
I've just finally finished everything (I hope), and now I'm feeling the silliness of lack of sleep, too much time in front of the computer screen, and nothing left in my brain.
I appreciate that Millie indulged me in an appropriate photo.