That pesky occurrence when I've had a long long day, having been up since 4 AM, and I fell asleep at 8:30 PM. Now I'm wide awake and restless. The night air is perfect right now. It's cool, but not too cold. The silence of tucked away suburbia brings this haze of timelessness - like there's nothing to wake up to, but a perpetual state of nightfall. Unsettling, because I can't enjoy it from having too many bad dreams.

Spoiled it.

Dark is the night of the soul, and the caverns go deeper.