Midnight Contemplations

Midnight contemplations of how it’s supposed to be. From the moment I shut the engine off, until the moment I open my bedroom door. Life stands still, strikes a pose, allowing me to consider for a moment the meaning of the stars. A lonely, after-hours walk from my truck to my room. In the distance the college students frolic on the empty, moon-lit football field. I pass the sleeping dorm, most lights out, except a few, up late talking, breathing, living. Down the wind worn steps with thoughts of what I did and did not do that day. Images of overwhelming humanity that come to me at night. Questions, regrets, dreams. So silent, the wind tickling the trees, the people tucked in their beds. Time for me to ponder how it’s supposed to be–and wonder if there’s even an answer to such a question.

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