I always get a kick out of those rare occasions I have the house to myself when I wake up bright eyed and bushy tailed at 2am after accidentally sleeping all day. You can crank up the iTunes library, or you can hunt on youTube for the acoustic versions of your favorite songs and crank em up while you try to figure out how you screwed yourself in to a tour of being up all night. I remember the silence of the world on my days off after Id grown accustomed to working the overnights with Delta. Its such a contrast to the usual hours we keep as a noisy daytime society. At first those quiet PM hours seemed unnatural and intimidating but as Id grown older and matured it seems Id grown to love the quiet isolation of those hours. Funny because when I was younger I gravitated toward the noise because it would drown out all the things in my life I didnt want to think about or hear in my mind. The noise was a buffer Id always put between myself and the things thatd hurt of which I had no control over. But I think as you age and become ok with yourself, you arent afraid to be alone with yourself in the quiet anymore. The thoughts that a quiet and peaceful night time, where you can almost hear your heart beat, invite are no longer intimidating and almost seem to mesh perfectly with the quiet peace within yourself. I think I may even go a little cray cray and treat myself to a nice 2:30am diner breakfast like I used to do a long time ago on my midnights off of work. Why not, right? I know therell be no traffic, plenty of parking, no wait to be seated, Ill be in good company and at seating for one Im a cheap date! ;) Maybe Ill even go catch a sunrise. Whats stopping me? :) (Ha cool, check out this old acoustic 1992 Red Hot Chili Peppers I just found. Look how YOUNG they are! LOL. Really, wheres the time go?) https://youtube/watch?v=DKOc2S1AkjE
Posted on: Sat, 11 Oct 2014 06:40:18 +0000
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