Walking after midnight, I find a tranquil pleasure. Gazing at eternal skies, time loses its significance, and I feel as if I'm all ages at once. I belong at midnight; the darkness and I renew old friendships and share memories of lost loves. I discern tenuous connections that are ephemeral and elusive by daylight's glare.
I turn towards home reluctantly in the starry darkness. Some nights I wonder if I'll turn back at all.
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I've been getting into my jogging routine at night and I share your enjoyment of the darkness. It's become one of the only parts of my day where I'm by myself and can release my brain!
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