The Late Night

Posted on 22 Mar 2016 under Random

It’s late enough at night to be considered early the next morning. The world is largely asleep, the city glowing softly in the moonlight. I stand at the window, tiredness pouring out of me, staring into the distance.

It’s a lie, though, isn’t it, what I said earlier? Because clichéd as it may sound, the city truly never sleeps. Buildings in the background have lights turned on, and headlights quiver on the roads below as the cars snake their way through the urban maze. In the distance, there’s a man standing at a window, looking out into the world, just like me.

I wonder briefly if there’s anything we share, other than this moment of consciousness.

Probably nothing. I turn away, slink into bed and pull the blanket over me.

2 Responses to “The Late Night”

  1. I love this Nocturnal Conundrum that you’ve so succinctly written about . Made me think of my favourite lines from my favourite band, Mad Orange Fireworks,

    “Silent City, but nobody’s sleeping,
    Too busy staring at the midnight ceiling”

    (Song is titled, Under the Orange Sky) 🙂

  2. Those are nice lyrics 🙂
    I haven’t heard Mad Orange Fireworks … they seem obsessed with the colour orange for some reason. :S