Letting Go Part 5
It's strange when you go outside . . . And it's suddenly night. When you haven't experienced the transition from day. Makes me feel guilty. Only for a second though.
The Rush
I'll take my jacket, slip on my boots, go out into the night sky. I'll blast some music in my ears not bother to be aware of what's happening around me.
Night Time
I'm sitting on the top of a flight of stairs. It's completely pitch black, apart from one street lamp at the end of the road. I'm alone. No one here but me. I'm enjoying the welcome silence and peace.
Nocturnal
Bright wide eyes,
Amongst this darkness is surprise. "Are you still awake?"
Then silence, no noise to make. A distant fox howls. But my eyes continues, they prowl. I can't get to sleep.