The Silence of the Night or the Promise of the Morningı Who Determines the Rhythm Within Meı

ıI know, it’s a simple question: “Are you a night owl or a morning personı” But I confess, this question is the very deep dilemma that defines our whole life, our productivity, and even the relationship we have with our own personality. For years, I’ve been swinging like a pendulum between these two extremes. You know, sometimes I’m one of those who forces themselves out of bed at five in the morning, adopting that ‘entrepreneurial spirit’ pose, only to run out of energy by the middle of the day… Or I’m one of those sitting at the desk at three in the morning, believing that the world’s best ideas sprout in that silence, only to walk around with dark circles under my eyes the next day.

ıThe Magic of the Night and the Productivity of Solitude

ıThere is a certain magic to the night. When the outside world is suddenly enveloped in silence, as if all distracting noises have been muted with a single button, the most cluttered rooms of my mind suddenly become illuminated. No one is expecting anything, phones are quiet, emails aren’t arriving. This is a moment of freedom.

ıEvery sentence written at those hours feels more sincere, every problem solved seems clearer. Is this an escape or true productivityı I don’t know. All I know is that producing during those hours gives me a sense of ‘belonging’; as if I am gathering the pieces I lost during the day’s hustle in the depths of the night. During the day, I live for others; at night, I live only for myself.

ıThe Promise of the Morning and the Sense of Guilt

ıBut the morning… The morning is a crisp, fresh page that always promises us a “new beginning.” Getting up early is often narrated as a success story in our society, a show of willpower. Being a morning person feels like the signature of a successful, organized individual who has captured life’s rhythm. Whereas, being a night owl is seen as a little unruly, a little scattered…

ıYet, the sound of that alarm is often a battle cry for me. Even separating from the warmth of the bed and drinking that coffee, taking that first step, is sometimes a great struggle. In those moments, I whisper to myself, “If you don’t strive now, you will regret it when the day ends.” The fear of that regret is the strongest driving force that gets me out of bed.

ıI suppose I am neither completely a night owl nor completely a morning person. I am a human being constantly trying to readjust that rhythm, searching for balance within myself. I evolve from one to the other depending on what stage of life I’m in or which project I need to finish. Perhaps the important thing is not to get stuck on the label, but to honestly find your own most productive hours and present your best version to the world during those hours.

ıMy “sleep” is the inner restlessness I feel when I fail to catch that productive moment… My “wakefulness” is the joy I feel the moment I seize it. This is not just a preference for a time slot; it is a summary of the relationship we build with life, ourselves, and productivity.