Midnight Rain

Hello, ye who have entered this lonely place lol(✪㉨✪)

I do my best pieces of life at night, it is when I feel most alive, most awake, most like the child I remember who would sit by the window when lightning storms would roll through and the lightning would flash. So, when it rains now, in the dead of night, when the heat of the day is slowly leaking from the grass and trees and asphalt, I see that little boy I used to be.

I think on what he would think of me now. I know he would be proud of me. I'm not proud of me so I'm not sure why he would be. Enough of that. 

I also wonder, like many of you probably do, if I'm doing the right things. I honestly don't know. And part of me thinks that's okay. The rest of me doesn't know. 

I wish you all, especially you, a good rainy night.