There’s just something about the quietness of the night that lures me in. It’s always the time for me to think, to write, to read.
There’s also the nature of the night which convinces me into thinking I’m all alone. Ironically, the night is also when I feel more open and sharing. But no one will be bothering me since they’re probably in dreamland by now, and that is fine too.
“I do my best thinking at night when everyone else is sleeping. No interruptions. No noise. I like the feeling of being awake when no one else is.”
When the light of the sun is gone and the moon takes its place with its borrowed light, we also do a reflection of sorts – just like the moon from the sun.