Sunday, February 26, 2006
Why is it late at night when we do all our important thinking? We try to draw the line between where we've been and where we're going? We start to come to breakthrough revalations like we don't like what we're doing right now, but we have no idea what we'd want to do instead. Great intentions to write a one-of-a-kind novel creep into our heads. We plan, calculate, promise and grapple with all the things we've wanted to do for so long. If only we weren't too tired to get a pen and paper.
We think. Extraordinary ideas flood our minds. We analyse. Maybe it's that we know we have to work harder, be happier, or just keep going. We might realize that we are madly in love and have found the person to spend the rest of our lives with. Maybe we see we are with the wrong person and though painful, we must end something we've grown to count on. Matters like these are sometimes too painful to deal with in the dark hours of night, so we promise to bring them with us to the daylight hours. Sun brings clarity they say. With the sun, all the thoughts, ideas, wishes, and ambitions often fade. The things we realized before are easier left for another time, because today is here and change today would be too scary. We need more nights to think, understand, and process what is in our hearts. These night-time moments are brief and occaisional, but they bring us closer to finding what is honest and true.
I think maybe our subconscious kicks into gear at night. Being tired, we usually forget everything we thought about by morning, but that's OK. Night time always comes back.