I love the quietness of the night, the way darkness wraps itself around me, gently rocking and swaying until the day is a distant memory.
A cascade of emotions slowly dissipate, emotions are hard but they make you strong.
The slow rise of breath appears and my eyes close, ready to be launched into a deep slumber and a reel of dreams starts it’s premiere, until the light of the day makes it’s entrance.
Vivienne Mcwey
