#143

I love staring the streets at night, while everyone is already deeply floating in their own dreams.
the silence, the gloomy shops.
there is something..
there is some kind of calmness that I can't explain through words alone.
the streets light, the beam.
they look like.. as if they are whispering to the streets.
and the feelings,
you are the only one who is alive and living in that place at that moment.

priceless.