Nyctophilia

I love the dark. Always have. As a child I spent countless nights exploring the woods in between my back porch and the acres in between my grandparents house. I walked in it, slept it in, wrapped the forest around myself like a blanket. I am still befuddled when anyone asks if I were scared. I was a kid, of course there were times I was scared. Just not of the dark. Everyone should spend the night in the wilderness,by themselves. At least once. I miss these nights, the hours spent being so still a squirrel sounds like an elephant crashing through the woods. Tonight after everyone is sleeping I shall pour three fingers of rye and lie on my back. Listening to the night as I wrap the stars around the world

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