Night’s Lover

Night is my loyal friend. I love Night. Night could always understand me. I feel very safe in its embrace. Silence and cool breeze are what I miss the most from night.

I love the night, but I am afraid of the moon. I can’t exactly figure out why I fear the moon, maybe it is because its arrogance. Moon is only reflecting sun’s light, but it seems like those lights are its own. I don’t like it. It is so artificial for me.

Still, my fear for the moon never make me hate the night.

Stars. They probably are another reason why I love night.

twinkle twinkle little star

how I wonder what you are

I wonder.. Stars are shining. They shine their own lights, but never defeat the fake moonlight. Even though their lights are not as bright as moonlight, starlight is giving me hope. For me, stars are tough. They taught me how to keep shining, even if others won’t understand why you do it. They taught me that even if you seem to only accomplish small thing, you did accomplish something and there are people who are inspired by your efforts. Just like how stars keep inspiring me to make steps toward my seems-like-impossible dream.

Tonight, I sit in my backyard. Black coffee is my only companion in enjoying the night. I usually have trouble sleeping in a new place. I just moved to my new house today and i have given up sleep hours ago. My watch tells me that it’s near dawn and i have to be in the airport early in the morning. My bags are not packed yet, I really like to procrastinate everything, even packing.

Oh how I hate to say good bye to the night and back into the lights of my bedroom. I hate it even more because the reason of this good bye is my morning flight to a city I secretly hate.

This is my post for the Day 1 challenge of writing 101.
I feel like i want to make a fiction.
Wish me luck!
🙂