There is something uniquely soothing about the night time. For any kind of creative endeavor, be it writing, coding, thinking, or just dreaming - the night hour seems to bring out the best in us.
I wonder if this was always so.
If I lived on an island somewhere, or in a faraway forest, perhaps all hours of the day could be just as peaceful and unhurried. But in this fast moving modern urban world that urges us to go faster, farther, louder and longer - peaceful reflection is almost a luxury.
Thankfully, our nights are still our own - a reminder perhaps of less complicated times when there were few diversions, fewer interruptions, and more tranquil introspection.
Here's hoping nights remain just that.