
photo taken in Banksy Tunnel, London
Sitting alone late at night is not the same as sitting alone not late at night. Some mixture of silence and darkness always makes me look out the window to check that the world's still there.
I sit here type type typing, and it's the only sound left. My thoughts push against me without the padding of my mother calling or rain or the other music of my days.
Sometimes my cat sits next to me and I'm reminded of my daytime life. But sometimes I forget it entirely, floating in some nocturnal somewhere, between typing and nothingness. The funniest part is that I like it.


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I find the same thing in the early morning (see! I'm here now). Quiet. Stillness. I just prefer that after I've slept! (Also, I'm getting too old to stay up late . . . ) This is a lovely reverie, Caroline.
Your fine wine (as I referred to your writing in your last post) is turning to priceless gems.
Tinkertink69: there's just something zen about it, I guess.
Kathy: that's so adorable that you wrote that.
Shiral: Always glad to meet another mad, nocturnal cat woman:)And rest assured, you will never see me up at the crack of sparrow fart. Because you employed the term "sparrow fart," I will be visiting your blog later and possibly even favoriting you on principle.
Nick: The dark side of the day? I like that. Exactly.
Thoth: It really is a writer's heaven. I know that I could get the same thing out of early morning, but somehow the darkness when it's supposed to be day depresses me, while night darkness encloses me in comfort.
AtHomePilgrim: I always push back:) I guess I should try the early morning thing more often. I don't know though, I think I've always been a night person--even though I do love me a little sunlight, too.
Frank: ah, dark side of the night, eh? THat whole thing about the world not having started up again is pretty appealing. I might have to check out that still of morning you speak of.
Joan H: It's so nice when everyone else is asleep. Especially if you're the kind of person who always does things for others. It's nice when your writing is just for you.
Ann: Worth a try. I love talking to my mother and everyone else who calls, but there's a point in my day (especially since I largely freelance write) where I realize that I've been taking care of everything for everyone and it's 3 pm and I haven't finished my article.
Densie: The cocoon is just it for me. To all us night writers (which is nothing like a Knight Rider, thank god)!
I Do and I did: I believe you on that banana thing (not!). Just before dawn, huh? That's impressive.
The Good Daughter: I do like that idea of being able to draw on things that simmered while you were sleeping.
sophieh: I just looked that up and learned something new. thanks for that. It sounds like that may be it.
FunsunA: That's such a good way of putting it. I love the solitude and it definitely brings out the shy thoughts and feelings. Well put.
Jeff: Ah yes, that's when watching DVDs but not having a TV comes in handy.
Placebostudman: a verbal Salvador Dali painting--I can die happy now.
This was lovely, and poetic!
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Having read this several times now, I'm altering my original critique. This isn't Dali, This is Edvard Munsch ("The Scream"). Or perhaps Marc Chagall
But still as precious as fine gems!
Didn't Sigmund say of Dali something to the effect of "that's one screwed up guy"..when you've got Freud saying it, you're onto something
Kimberly Manky: sure, late at night and early in the morning count as the same. Thank you!
Lou: something I know that you know a lot about:)
littlewillie: maybe that's what makes you so funny.
Placebo: ooh, I'll take Munsch and Chagall any day.
mypsyche: night is just right for the old painting and writing somehow.
lorianne: that's the exact time I love.
NOVAcatmando: by far!
Lou: I always loved that quote.
Philip: I beg to differ.
Placebo: It's true. If Freud thinks you're batty, you just may be over the moon batty.