Nighttime has a strange sense of calm
It’s still, dark and peaceful.
A time for rest, or a break from the world.
look at the moon,
so isolated but so adored
It’s far too late to be up
And still, I’m typing away.
Words flow easier at night, where there’s no noise or people
Only the keyboard clacking and my cat's soft purr.
This adrenaline fuels me
And the caution of not being caught.
I wish this moment would go on forever.
the passage of time is so odd
✨🌓🌃
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