Night.

Night, So radically different to the day.
For most people, "life" is what happens during the day, at work, at school etc, meeting people, talking, feeling the world around you... So what does that make night?

I personally seem to spend a large chunk of my time "living" at night, I love the quiet, the relative solitude, I always seem to get more done, think more, grow more, at night. Perhaps because I don't have the distractions that I have during the day. Throughout the day I am restless, I feel there is something I should be doing, somewhere I should be, an obligation to be using my time “productively”; but at night, I feel my time is my own.

When I was younger, I did a paper round. This involved getting up at about 6am, and riding around the town delivering papers. Now, although I couldn't bring myself to get up every day at 6am now, there was something I loved about being out and about at that time in the morning. Riding around the town, barely seeing another soul about, when normally the town is full of people. It was as if the whole world was asleep, and I had this special view of things that few other people got to see.

Perhaps it is a similar thing with night, I feel detached from other people, from daily life, and this gives me a different view on everything around me. I generally read a lot at night, which probably means I blur the line between reality and fiction as it gets later, causing me to become even more detached. Night time becomes this place so much more in the mind, no more or less "real" than the day, just… different.