Late nights are my favourite kind of late. I sit alone with my thoughts and we spend some quality time together. Sometimes we reminisce of the past, other times we dream of what the future will be.
Yes, a late night with my thoughts is always an interesting time. A time of quiet, a time to listen, to just be. A late night has no demands or expectations. It has no judgements or questions. It's just you and the world.
And yet I worry, when I find someone to share these late nights with, they won't understand just what it means to me and why, when we should be going to sleep, I want to be alone with my thoughts.