I wake in the night, and the time is mine. It's as if the world is still, nothing moving, nothing breathing, ghostly, dark, a perfect fit for me.
Before falling asleep, I stress, but waking in the night is like a present.
I creep downstairs, using only the streetlights and moonlight to see my way. there's a small light in the kitchen that I use, and the whole downstairs is that "night light" colour. I can do anything, and no one will know.
What to do tonight? Go online? Read a book? Turn on the gas fireplace and slowlly rock myself in the rocking chair? Watch reruns of whatever's on? Sometimes I eat, sometimes I make tea, chammomile for darkness.
I breathe in the fresh air of the night, the windows are open. I can hear a train going through town, it seems like we're the only ones up. the hypnosis tape from earlier comes to mind and I remember my favourite quote from it:
"Where your mind goes, your energy flows"
It seems like this is the only time when my mood is level.
I head back to bed, happy that I had this hour all to myself, so relaxing. Lying back in bed, I wonder how many days before I have another calm break in the night. Sweet dreams to all.
