Night Owl

Dear Bloggity Blog,

Pin drop silence. Can you hear the tinkle? The slow-approaching footsteps? The howling of the wind? The dance of the shadows? The feeling in your gut? The increased pace of your heart? The warmth spreading through your body? The hair prickling on your nape? Your jaw muscles tensing? Your controlled breathing? Your dilated pupils? Your sharp gaze shooting every corner? Your ears straining to hear every beat? Your throat swallowing your fear? Your stomach clenching on the inside? Your body contracting itself? And then finally you hear it. Your conscience speaking to you. Is it love or is it fear? Is it happiness or is it death? Is it wanted or is it rejected? Is it on purpose or is it uncalled for? Is it advisable or is it to be avoided? Is it beneficial or is it harmful? Is it made up or is it real? Is it enjoyable or is it regretful? Is it a stepping stone or is it an obstacle? Is it happening or is it not? Is it right or is it wrong? And in the end if your heart says so, it is right. It is right, ALWAYS.

Just wanted to pen down something. Sometimes its true; being a night owl has its benefits. Although I got to rush now. I will see you soon. G'night.

Love,
N.