If you were to ask me my favorite time of day, it would not be a time exactly. It could be the time I have to myself, whether it's spent reading, writing, or even just bumming around at my own leisure. Or it could be the precious time spent with people who mean the most. The time when there is no urgency felt or rush to be somewhere. Now as for an actual time of day, I'd have to lean toward the evening. The soft murmur of the darkness outdoors entrances me, with its beckoning to join it. Come, return to nature, experience the stars, and the taste of wind, listen to the natural ampitheater of the nocturnal. Feel the wonder of discovery in the luminescent light of our moon, as she illuminates our sleeping minds.
Rainy daze and Starry nights
Thoughts, wonderings, poetry, and my life for all to see
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