late at night when all is quiet and you are all alone you wonder what others are doing how they spend their late nights most normal people are in bed sleeping readying their bodies for the next day but there are those of us who enjoy the night the solitude you begin to think in terms of darkness there is a life exciting vigorating you step outside and listen to the night sounds the traffic not so far away the sounds of sirens in the distance owls hooting to warn of the hunt bats darting among the insects flying low beneath the street light an occasional passerby you see the neighbor coming home from a late night binge laughing giggeling you are tired but know that sleep evades you so you sit and you comtemplate the universe