There’s a version of me that only shows up at 3AM.
She’s quieter, sharper, slightly unhinged, and definitely deserves her own podcast. Thanks to my old friend Insomnia, I’ve gotten more acquainted with her these past few nights.
The world at 3AM feels suspended. Zero notification or expectations, and nobody asking “Have you done this yet?”. It’s just me and my thoughts alone in my room.
Somehow, at 3AM, I can finish a LEGO set or a 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle in half the time it would take me during the day. Maybe it’s because I don’t need to pause for food or to walk the dogs.
During the day, my thoughts are constantly interrupted. Slack messages, WhatsApp chats, Instagram DMs. The pressure to be “on”. At 3AM, though, there’s something about the silence that lets my brain finally exhale. Once it does, creativity rushes in like it’s been waiting all day.
This is the hour where my best stories (the ones that feel too raw or too much) come out too. These include the reflections I don’t rush to soften, the opinions I don’t need to dilute.
And that’s exactly why I think the 3AM version of me deserves a podcast.
Not a polished, overly-produced one. I’m talking low lights, unfiltered thoughts, and a lot of umms and ahhs. A podcast where thoughts are allowed to wander, loop back, and contradict themselves, just because that’s how I think.
There’s something deeply intimate about late night creativity. It’s when you’re not performing for anyone. You’re just existing, processing, and creating because you want to, not because an algorithm says so.
Maybe that’s why so many of us feel more ourselves at night. The distractions fade and what’s left is clarity (or at least curiosity).
So if one day you see a podcast pop up that sounds like it was recorded at an unreasonable hour, just know that my intrusive thoughts won; that’s the 3AM version of me finally getting the mic she’s always deserved. She’s interesting like that.