Nothing against sunshine and light and all that. There’s just something about the deep, dark, middle of the night that intrigues me and draws me in.
It’s a whole different world. Different sounds, different sights, different world view. Night seduces you and makes you part of it.
I think I inherited my night owl tendencies from growing up in the city. The neighborhood was never entirely asleep and especially during those hot, muggy, un-air conditioned summer nights, the nights that wrap around you like a damp towel……..you could sit outside til dawn, if you wanted.
I love the solitude, the empty streets, the dark windows, the bright moon, the stillness of the night. The night creatures, the crickets, frogs, foxes, owls. I like it in the rain. I like it in the snow, the wind, the heat, the cold. It’s mine.
Early risers have that certain air of superiority sometimes that makes me shake my head. “Oh, what a gorgeous sunrise this morning! Too bad you didn’t see it.” I chuckle. I saw it…….just before I went to bed!
Night belongs to you. You can be alone in it. You can make it your own. It’s glorious. Step out there and grab it.