the night comes alive...

I remember when I was just a teen, I would sneak out of the house late at night just to take a walk. I found the night air refreshing and cool and so very comforting. The best feeling would be feeling the light breeze against my skin. I could really think then and I loved being by myself. Just me and the moon. Something about the night calmed me down. Perhaps that's why I'm still such a night owl.

Tonight, I felt that way too, I wanted to walk out to feel the night again. Instead, I settled for sitting out by my porch and just paying attention to the slight sounds around me. And thinking how long it has been since I've sat out by myself with only the moon for company.