lately my concept of bedtime is growing more vague. being someone who used to be vigilant in early to bed, ealry to rise, i am finding that the closer it gets to midnight the more i feel things that don't seem acceptable during daylight are suddenly okay. home feels safer and warmer to the darkness outside. music is more beautiful and lyrics more true. i feel, in my cozy apartment lit by lamp light, that i am somehow in on a secret with the moon. strangers across the street whose windows are still lit up are suddenly my confidantes in this new world, the darkness that surrounds all things bringing us closer together.
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