Walking after midnight

After midnight I left my house to walk next door to visit with my neighbor. It was almost completely dark and almost completely quiet. I felt calm, young and good. Fond memories of the nighttime came back to me. I thought of how thankful I am that I live in such a safe neighborhood, especially when all hear and read in the news is that crime is on the rise. Then I remembered - we are what we think about. I love the late night and early mornings. The times before the "workings" of the "day" start. At my most enter self that is what I am, safe and calm.