At the suggestion of a friend I decided to start taking walks to clear my head and get a grip on my life. However, i never cared for walking in the day, it way to hot, to busy, and to loud to clear your head.
So I take them at night.
Have you ever walked down a road at night? Walked through the emptied streets, gazed at the lifeless buildings, swung on a swing in an empty park?
The feelings is something simply amazing. To not only be alone, but to be a alive when all around you is dead.
Fear is what many would expect, and sure walking down the turning lane of a street with heavy traffic is a tad scary, but to do so when no one is even out that is freeing.
The traditional rules of the day are gone. Who is to look at you and judge? Who is to condemn an act of perceived "strangeness"?
I have learned one thing from my friend the night thus far, there are two kinds of monsters in this world.
Those that hide in the light and lie through their teeth, who will backstab, betray, and gnaw upon your corpse.
And those who stand proud in the dark, true with the world as to what and who they are.
I know where I stand.
