THE DYING OF THE LIGHT

I love traveling at night a lot,because there are always those deep midnight hours that I really love having to myself. Its an overwhelming sense of solitude in the company of other people. Those silent moments just reflecting and reflecting on my life's journey. These are the moments that bring calm and tranquility back to my mind. It's at this time that I feel all my emotions are in harmony and most of the time I could literally hear the rhythm of my heartbeat, the music it makes. It feels so soothing just looking at the window, staring at the sky, sometimes full of stars, at times starless. Such a peaceful scene, a night that is distilled into beautiful simplicity.

Magnetic magic that absorbs you whole.

As the car is moving, so does my thoughts, going in slow motion. You see the way you feel the trees are traveling with you, yeah that kind of feeling. Almost magical to watch a feel at the same time. I remember when I was a kid, I always wondered why the trees moved with us. So foolish of me I know. Regardless, until now,I ask myself the same question. Even though I know they don't. I know your mind is telling you "law of motion."

I know that part of physics too. But I am not here to talk about that. Besides,now I understand, it has always been my thoughts. Not relevant to some. But I just felt like writing about it. These little thoughts that occupy my mind almost every time make me appreciate life even more.

"It is the small things in life which count; it is the inconsequential leak which empties the biggest reservoir."

Charles Comiskey

Mind you, this doesn't mean I don't enjoy traveling in the daytime. It's fun. The view is a sight to behold. Over the years at my university levels, I have loved the travel over the rift valley. I would definitely choose a road trip there than anywhere else. It made me crave for the laid fault steps, steep escarpment, the real African safari, impenetrable forest, fog, and the mist and most importantly, the rift that seems magically painting a magnificent picture.

However, the truth remains that these midnight thoughts, tucked in my seat, breathing cold air made me feel some type of way. Almost all the time, I would reach out for my notes on my phone and scribble a few words.

Would you believe me if I told you that I am writing this at 02.56? Almost everyone on the bus is asleep while my eyes are out there moving around. You would think it going to pop anytime.Haha.While another eye is staring at the driver, wondering if he has the same thoughts as me.If he enjoys driving this late and choosing dead of the night over sleep.I would definitely ask one day. But for now, let me enjoy this journey. Praying that this journey would be a greater beginning of my life's journey.