The night and I
The night is slowly swallowing the light of the sky. I watch myself being wrapped in its blanket of darkness. I look at me, terrified of night's hooded darkness covering me. I am unable to get out of the blanket. It has surely and completely enveloped me. I shut my eyes. I encounter more darkness. Shucks. The dark within seems even more intimidating. I now will myself to face the dark outside of me. My eyes slowly adjust themselves, hesitantly allowing the night to penetrate them. After what seems like aeons, I can sense the warmth of the night. I open myself up to absorb its...