Night time…

It’s one of those nights again…
Crisp…clear…and yeah, chilly!
There’s something so intriguing about the night sky…the moon’s shining…the stars are out…it makes me wanna just sit and watch ’em drift by…
Then there’s also the realization that such nights bring back memories…some feel-good types…some…well…some the types you wonder why do you even remember them…but then again…memories can’t really be chosen…they happen…

Yep…its one of those nights again…

Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

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