> Then I was just looking out my window at the sky and thinking about how beautiful the night is. I mean, everyone can recognize the beauty in the bright colors of flowers and the chirping of birds during the daytime, but who can see the beauty in the dark of night? I never really thought about it before, but I definitely see beauty in what many people probably would not deem "pretty" or "beautiful." I came up with a rather, shall I say, poetic way of comparing the human soul with the darkness of the night.

I looooooooove the night. I think I prefer it to the day time. It's gorgeous outside at night, in all different types of weather: in fog, it's thick, and mysterious; and when it's clear, it's..er...clear, and crisp; and when it's moonlit, it's all shining, and sparkly; and etc. I just love it. And it's usually cool, or cold, except in the summer, when it's just perfect, because it's not too hot or too cold, but just right, and it's a little humid...ahhh. I love the night! And as you say, it's poetic. And romantic. And mysterious. And special, because I don't really know that many people who DO like it more.

-flyin"but I don't WANT to go to bed! Wahhhh"gcats