Night Ramblings

It is my most favorite time of the day.

Night

I surround myself in darkness and turn off all the noise (except for my laptop of course).  I can hear the wind in the trees and the soft chirp of the crickets or frogs or whatever it is.

Night

It has always given me comfort.

As a small child I would stay up to all hours to listen to the sound of night.  To coat myself with the darkness, I almost always felt invisible.

I was never ever afraid of the dark.  I would welcome it.

Sometimes I wander outside to look at the stars and greet the moon.  I would wait to see of I could find a shooting star.  I sometimes talk the dark trying to sort out my thoughts and feelings.

My mom would often tell stories of my little feet on the floor at all hours of the night.  I would go from one window to the other trying to see what the night had offered.  

As a teenager I would drive to the big lake and watch the night over the water.  The moonlight would dance across the soft waves, giving me comfort.

Night

When the storms came at night, I would sit on our front porch with my mom.  The air just before the storm would almost be electric.  We would sit in silence and watch the lightening and hear the thunder.  It could be almost as late as 3 am but it didn't matter.

I guess night was always my most favorite part of the day.