I find I suffer from sensory overload. The speed of the daylight world deafens and overwhelms. Night is more to my pace—the solemn simplicity and the space for rumination. Life still possesses a sense of grace while drinking in the light of the moon, and exploring the quietness the night yields.
I make all pivotal decisions bas…
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