Midnight
It's five minutes past midnight.
Just managed to finally lay down in my bed.
The familiar sound of the refrigerator unit across the street incessantly whirrs away like clockwork next to the supermarket.
I actually like it.
Some cars zoom past every now and then, making use of the lack of traffic.
The beeping of the pedestrian crossing suddenly comes on, breaking the otherwise stable flow of life.
A passing train honks its horn far away in the distance, warning people potentially wanting to cross the railways.
Then, silence.
I love night-time. Regardless of my insomnia, it's one of few peaceful moments in my life. It draws me in, it's like a different world altogether for me. A world in which in some ways I feel more at home. It envelops me. Making me feel less alone in a peculiar way.
This is also the time to count my blessings. To reflect and engage in some much needed introspection.
Hey, You! Yes. You. If you happen to be reading this, take 5 minutes next time when you get into bed to do the same. Count your blessings, do some soul searching. Take out the trash from your mind.
It helps.