Solitude

I've been staying up later and later because Every. Waking. Moment. for the last two weeks has been spent with another human being.

Sometime after about 11:45, however, it's nothing but solitude.

I admit it: I like it.

As much as I'll regret
not spending Every. Single. Second.
with my friends once our time is up
(just like I did last year),
sometimes I just need a quiet room,
a band that sings in falsetto,
and a cup of tea.

A chance to daydream...
a chance to fall into a dreamy slumber.
The quiet is such a gift.

G'Night.

Image is mine.