friend of the night.

[it is 3:00 a.m.

and i am wide awake.]

a spark.

a connection.

a feeling.

something not quite tangible but something nonetheless.

there's doubt.

and the chance that all might fail.

but there's also hope.

and the chance that all your hard work and that spark will pay off.

it's like diving off the diving board.

and with each passing minute, the stakes get higher.

the board gets higher.

and the thrill of being so high up.

and the fear of a complete belly flop.

i like it.

and i hate it.

it's sort of like finding an umbrella in the rain.

or finding a bus ticket when you're stranded and need to get home.

it's a distraction.

but not a made-up one.

it's something that is hard to understand unless you are in the same boat.

but if you are or ever have been, then you know what i'm talking about.

but if you are or ever have been, then you know why i'm smiling right now.

~~~

there was something else i wanted to say, but i'll save it for a rainy day.

or a day when it's not quite so late/early.

because as wide awake as i was 9 minutes ago, my eyes are starting to get tired and my fingers are moving across the keyboard far too slowly.

~~~

i am bracing myself for another day in suburbia.

although this time, i will have company from none other than my jungle buddies.

(elevator eatz?)

~~~

i hope you have a lovely morning.