I’m often up very late every night, usually till 2 a.m., sometimes 4 a.m. When I walked out of the dorm tonight, things were very quiet, despite being in the city. I like that about the night. It’s quiet. Well except for the Robins that were singing. It was odd. You’re used to hearing them sing in the morning but not this early or late, however you look at it. So I walked to my car, Robins singing, city and campus quiet, puddles in the street. Things were quiet, sky was clear, air fresh, head clear, body relaxed. Calm, cool. That’s what I like about the night.