I like this hour, when the whole world sleeps and the cats prowl the earth, seeing what to all other eyes is hidden. Small creatures stir in the darkness while minds and bodies toss, either tumbling into oblivion or into the dawn. It is neither night nor morning, but some strange hour in between…Read More
I am talking to an old friend. It is 3:30 AM at both ends. And yet, we reached out and responded. The planets aligned, and at a moment when we each needed someone to talk to, some respite from reeling and screaming into the abyss, we connected. Nietzsche says, if you stare long enough into the abyss it will look back.
Well, I’m here to tell you that it is not the abyss looking back, but rather two people staring into the looming darkness in tandem.