night owl
it comes at night. i love the nocturnal silence. when it comes to me and takes hold! only daylight is my saviour. i do not mind the bland paint job on the wall. or the dull, worn out carpet. the sepulchral surroundings comfort and ground me. i am a daydreamer. my head whirling with words that find their proper order in the starkness of this room.
THE LONELY WHITE WOLF 