Ever since I was around 13 years old, I've had a hard time sleeping before the sun came up. While my father taught me to fish at this young hour, I've always found the former part of the morning more flattering than the latter. I savored the night; the solitude it brings, while the still air remains crisp, allowing the subtle secrets of nature to be heard. There was always something about the darkness that seemed so much closer to me than daytime.
I've grown to find it has been the reflection upon myself, bound to me by the solace of the nocturnal life, that has given me the deep appreciation I have for the choices I've made. Understanding that this clearly sounds pretentious, I've realized how family and friends have influenced me in a positive and responsible manner for which I am deeply grateful. For it is without all of you that I fall, and with your hand, I rise,
just as the sun does the same.
And I can't get a second of sleep as soon as the sun rises. It's carpe diem for me. :D
ReplyDeletehuh. i personally feel outta whack unless i get a solid sleep cycle but hey, to each his own!
ReplyDelete"There was always something about the darkness that seemed so much closer to me than daytime" I have to totally agree with this.
ReplyDeletesounds like poetry to me. Great post :D
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I have a hard time sleeping too
ReplyDeleteSame. Or maybe its just because its summer.
ReplyDeleteGREAT BLOG FOLLOWING AND SUPPORTING
ReplyDeletethis looks really interesting and fun to me!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this blog so I had to follow! I'd love it if you VIEWED my blog too!
ReplyDeleteYou have a strong relation to nature and that is a positive thing to have. Don't stop that.
ReplyDeletenice writing style.
ReplyDeleteNight time is simply more appealing for a lot of people, me included.
ReplyDeletehonestly, your blog is one of the only blogs that doesn't have/need music-videos-pics to be enjoyed. i really liked reading that. thanks
ReplyDeleteI had to start wearing a mask over my eyes in order to stop the evil sun from keeping me awake.
ReplyDeleteIn the end? I dug out my melon-baller and scooped those damned things out.