9:00PM
Date: Jul 20th, 2005 4:17:08 am - Subscribe
Mood: splendid
Music: The Smashing Pumpkins - "We Only Come Out at Night."

9:00 PM. My favorite time of the day. The way the tired sun falls to the West, creating multiple shades of blue all over the sky. The reds, oranges and magentas all meshing together. Below, the ground becomes dim and there is just enough light to allow you to see. The pale and dull night sun slowly moving across the sky to help illuminate the ground around you. Stars sparking light randomly above, millions of miles away. Everything you encounter is pleasing to the eye. Every lightning bug that flashes before you in the dark trees. Every tree that you pass. Every open field that lays silent.

The way the air rushes past you on a bike at this time is so cooling. It refreshes you, almost. Wherever you lay your eyes, your mind is suddenly filled with thoughts about life, people, and feelings. All of these thoughts come at you so fast, you can't make anything of it, but yet you somehow know the answer to every question you have. Some where deep in your thoughts, are these answers that you seek. You can hear them, but you can't see them.

As you look towards the clouds passing by, you begin to think of all those people who make a difference to you. Distant or close. Far or near. Suddenly you begin to realize how significant everything is to yourself, but so tiny to the outside world.

You finally make it home with the thought of not wanting to enter the house. The desire to stay out and just roam around endlessly until the sun comes up. You walk into your room just in time to catch a conversation with someone who has been waiting anxiously to talk. While you talk, you recap everything that has just happened. Every thought. Every moment. You couldn't feel more at peace.

Ahh. The night is still young. After all, it's only quarter to ten now and there are still many hours before the sun comes up.
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playwright - July 20th, 2005
Oh my... that does sound entirely beautiful.

phantasmic - July 20th, 2005
i must agree, your first entry is simply delightful. ^_^

anonymous - July 20th, 2005
Date: Jul 19th, 2005 11:17:08 pm
9:00PM
You type slow.

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zanjui - July 20th, 2005
Or I just decided to type it later, and not at 9. tounge.gif.


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