I like nighttime.
It is peaceful and calm and quieter than ever as the people around me fall into slumber and their dreams.
There's something about the darkness that I find intriguing, something about the tranquility.
The energy I get from the night confuses me, because why would I have motivation to do things at the one time I'm supposed to be steadily unconscious?
Maybe it's because the night is the time I get with me.
It's the time where there's no one else to physically talk to, not another soul I need to keep my focus on.
I can do anything I want to as long as I am able to keep rather quiet. Though, the silence doesn't bother me.
I don't mind how I can hear every little thing enhanced as there is no background noise, or at least I don't think so.
I suppose it depends on the situation..but that's okay.
I really like nighttime, so why is it that I'm drowning in it?
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PuisiPoems, that's basically it. I love poetry more than I tend to admit, and it's always had a special place in my heart. I write random things, but requests are open if you'd like me to try to put a feeling into words or a story you want told. Some rhy...
