Appeal. Night can have such a strange appeal sometimes. It’s quiet, dark and hides everything that takes no effort to be obvious. Generous in that sense.
Peace. Night can bring.peace. its all engulfing ink seems to diffuse a calm-inducing drug into those who are willing to give in.
I feel both from the night today.
The lights glow like attempts – to keep the dread of the night at bay. But the dread too is for those who choose to feel it.
I don’t find it in my reason to end this with some sense of closure. Night. For me, its always a good one.