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I'm not much of one for clubs and big parties,not that type of night life. No I am talking about the stillness that one seems to visit the world very late at night. Where if your inside all you hear is blessed silence, and outside all you hear are crickets and frogs.
It took me a long time to be ok with silence again. I was essentially bedridden for two years. I only had human contact for a couple of hours a day. The silence seemed oppressive then, a reminder of how alone I was. I would sing to myself, or always have something in the background playing just to have something to listen to. And as soon as I got well enough to enter the real world again, I couldn't take silence I would blabber on with no other intention then filling up the empty space around me. I knew I was annoying people with the same old stories that no one else finds funny, but I couldn't stop myself. There are other issues why I feel the need to babble of course, but thats not what I'm writing about. A lot of times it feels like night is the only real time when I can just shut up and enjoy the silence.
For the past few years I have been going to college in an urban environment. I don't think I can express just how much I missed seeing the stars. Sometimes when everything has gone to shit all you need to do is take a look at the night sky, a reminder of the beauty that still exists in the world. Sometimes seeing something like a beautiful night sky is all you really need to soothe your soul. No matter how many times I have wished I could get a time machine and be whisked away to a time where I fit in better, looking at the stars is really as close as I will ever get to to time travel.