for me this is heaven

you know what the best time of the day is? night. sometimes i think it's early morning when the sun rises... i've always thought of it as some sort of metaphor for the beginning of something new. but there is something nice about coming home at night to your room, turning on some music, looking out your little window, and letting your own thoughts marinate in your head for a while. for those few moments before you close your eyes and fall asleep, the world becomes an entirely different project... your perspective on everything changes. i don't know what it is about night and what brings about this sudden reflectiveness... perhaps the evening sky, the stars, the moon. whatever it is, it's nice. i'm glad the world is submerged in darkness for those ten hours. nights like these... funny how puzzling clarity can be...