Tonight we set our clocks back.
Usually, I’m utterly depressed at this point in the year. But this year feels different. I am finding myself more willing to embrace what comes next, and settle in.
I LOVE nighttime. The way the bright colors pop on the black canvas of the night sky. The silence. The peace. There’s nothing like taking a walk at night, and the feel of the breeze against my face.
When the world sleeps, I work. No interruptions. Nothing to take my focus from my art, or my writing.
How do you feel about nighttime?