Night

Making my way home at night, when it's dark and the roads are about as quiet as they can get. The peaceful bus ride, the long walk in. No one will ever succeed to comprehend the beauty of it all unless they experience it for themselves.

It's something I can't quite explain; difficult to say in words; tough to nail; impossible to put a finger on. But just attempt to imagine: sitting alone on a near-empty bus, no one and nothing to disturb you. You look out the window and watch the few cars zip by, headlights on, and you think about the driver behind the wheel. Heading home like yourself? For a late dinner, perhaps. Eager to see his kids? Can't wait to get a bath, then hop into her daughter's bed to read her a bed time story? You smile. It's like you're suspended in time, thrown suddenly and unexpectedly into a world where nothing really matters. Almost unconsciously, you start to do a little reflection on the week gone by, unforgettable happenings, interesting feelings. Some self reflection too, your words and actions - what was right and what was not all that forgivable? You realise that this is really the perfect time for thinking, and it's a rare chance you don't know when you'll next get.

Well all too soon, you alight at your stop and turn into the road that'll lead you straight to your house. Home sweet home. It's going to be a rather long walk though, considering there's about seventy odd houses before yours appears. So you fish your much treasured iPod out of your bag, and stuff the earphones in. Disney is good for want of feeling wholesome, West Side Story, perhaps, if you've got that nostalgic feeling creeping up on you (me, rather), Vanessa Mae - she's got amazing tunes that suit practically every mood you could possibly have. So many beautiful songs, not all that much time.

As I walk and I listen, each song brings with it its own memories, thoughts, reflections, feelings. Some are happy, some are sad, but all are treasured nonetheless. You know, such times are rare - the times you get to cast aside everything else to focus on certain issues, and as you walk on, breathing the fresh air, looking at the long road ahead, it's completely surreal; it's one of those 'wow' moments; it's a great time for pondering on life, friendships, love and more.

There's just something to be said about beautiful nights like that. They're so 'every day', so seemingly mundane, yet they don't come by all that easily. So hold on to them. Fast.

We all need time to ourselves. Just us. Our thoughts. Our Feelings. And God.