As the sky darkens, every soul retreats into their warm cavern of blankets & pillows, their dreamlands & their own peaceful fairytales. As the moon drapes it's silky silver shawl over the earth; as the cold breeze descends to caress the  clueless little creatures; as the sound of the crickets synchronize into a natural lullaby lulling every bird back to sleep; as the breathtakingly soothing calmness takes over the world; I'm that one night owl that refuses to get affected by this mysterious hypnotic state called sleep & wonderfully explores the nocturnal wonders alone. 

With love

~The Night Owl