Fears (part 1)

I never realized how dark it was in my home town until I went back there for thanksgiving. I guess I had gotten used to it over the summer, but the fact that it was able to freak me out that much surprised me. Here in the city its quite the opposite night feels like a second day. The nightscape is awash in thousands of artificial suns, and the lights of sky are dimmed. When I was home I went to visit a friend and didn’t make it home until much later. I had left at noon and by the time I started on my way back the sun was far over the horizon. As if to burn the darkness into my mind something had seen fit to overcast the moon. So I drove home in the pitch black with my headlights as the only source of light for miles. The world at that point felt very lonely. I knew that on one side of me was a hill and on the other the lake, but it felt as though there was nothing. If I had turned my headlights off for one moment I think I would have some understanding of infinity. The darkness stretches out for miles in every direction and there’s really nothing to help me from getting lost. But I never turned of my lights and I kept my eyes focused on the road to block out the vision of nothingness. Here in the city though even when I turn of the lights in my room I can still feel that there is light all around me, and I having grown up in the country find that amazing.