Midnight ramblings - 1

As I lit a cigarette in the night. The night grew more still. Those deserted streets of the night. In the silence even the soft breeze made itself not go unheard. I realized my seclusion in the moment. In the clatter of the day. I forget. We forget. The solitariness of our hearts. 

I always long for these moments in the day, in the chaos of my life, to be on my own. Solitude brings peace to my mind. I am surrounded by the people I love. I miss them when they are not around. But in their presence I find myself searching for escapes. To be with myself. 

I fear myself. "Am I selfish. Am I insane. Am I a person so detached, being recluse. Do I not value the people I love." 

But in this moment the graveness of the silence sank into me. The loneliness made my heart suffocate. 

Then I watched a man on the street walk by. I couldn't see his face. He wasn't someone I knew, I know that. He was far, even in this quiescence I couldn't hear his steps. 

But his presence made me feel better. Made me feel less alone in the moment. Stranger walking by, in the quiet of the night, gave me more solace than sometimes my people do, in the noises of the days. Moment in the silence connected us. 

As all our hearts beat together in the rush of the days. The hush of the nights. In the cacophony of our lives. The serenity of our lives. They still beat alone. 

We are always alone. Together in that. And that is what makes life easier.