there's something about 3 am nights.. even if you can get here every night of the week.. something about them yet remains charming... be it, the emptiness of the road when you're driving back home... the no-nonsense music play in the radio... the odd-cop on the road reminding you.. that civilization does not sleep in the night.. despite what some people would like to say about the law & order in this city...
the stories we create on these 3 am nights... in a few yrs.. as we hit middle-age.. will be the only one's that we'll have to share.. these will then be the fond re-collections of days when we were young.. when we could follow our dreams.. we had the will & youth on our side, to change stuff...
he'll be a different man 5 yrs from now.. he's already so different anyway.. she'll be slightly different but yet with a very similar role... their differences will merge into commonalities but they'll yet all be distinct individuals all trying to carve a niche.. fighting for their own space..
and hopefully even then i can drive back alone at 3:30 am... and reflect upon their lives and once more try and enjoy the journey than rush towards the destination!
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I agree, nothing like the night-its silence has its own charm, like i can go back to my own plane of comfort.
I hope irrespective of age though I want to always be able to do my own thing at 3 am -freedom at its best
it's 3 am and i'm lying here next to you
what you gonna do?
will you tell a story, when he asks you where the hell you've been...
or will you tell the truth?
heh one of my all time favorite songs...that you introduced to me :)
another late night and i am almost trying to work in college.. 1 of these days i'll have to realise.. i'll not go very far at this rate...
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