The Dark

It's 1:40am on sunday morning.

When you're tired you go into kind of a trance. Your body ticks over barely but your mind starts to do things it wouldn't normally do. It's almost as if you revert to a childlike state. Colours seem more vivid and shapes seem more interesting. The trails left on window panes by impetuous raindrops become interesting suddenly and the sound of the rain striking the building you're in becomes hypnotic and peaceful.

Amber lamplight has the effect of dowsing the thoughts running in your head and the way the narrow wavelight of light emitted by the sodium tubes cuts through the early morning haze makes an instant connection with me but im not quite sure what that connection is.

I like the night but mostly I like the things that shine that little bit brighter in the dark.