Day 2: Late Night Chats

It must be proven somewhere that the nighttime is directly proportional with the openness of human beings. I'd make a chart but I'm feeling lazy. Anyways, back to the frolic topic. Maybe we should allow ourselves more sleepless nights spent cramming for tests, searching for summer jobs, or, get this, actually talking with another person. Isn't that what life is about? Building relationships and growing. And that's something that never has to stop. Ever. Unless you want it to stop that is. But why would you ever? We hardly have 100 years to be here. I still haven't accepted the fact that I'm not invincible. The world still has so many wonders and I feel like I'll have an endless amount of time to explore until my heart's content. I digress.


Late night chats make me happy because people trust you more as their need for sleep grows. Once that door of communication is open, you feel more like yourself than you have in ages.