Here I am again with my late night thoughts. I was thinking of starting to read a book but instead I decided to just write. Venting out at around 2am, mostly contemplating and asking myself questions about logical explanation on things like what’s the point of all of these? What’s the point of life? I just started to think about the point of life when it’s all going to end at some time. Because everything that we have right now won’t even matter if we can’t even take it with us when we die. 
They say it’s the legacy that we will leave behind, the memory and how you made an impact in the world but does it really matter? Is it that we live to be too conscious on how we will be remembered after we’re gone? Is that the point of life? Is that the point that we’re doing all of the things that we’re doing right now? 
Then there’s the afterlife that I don’t really know if I should believe in it. Life is just so fascinating and intriguing. Well it’s currently around 2am right now and I’m asking myself those questions lol. It’s amazing how our brain works at this time of the hour and how we contemplate on things just to find answers or in some cases have more questions. 


What is the point of life for you? Share it in the comments maybe. 😉



I have been living in darkness for so long I actually embraced it. 

I never thought that the absence of light will comfort me. 

I love the night, the moon and how its light hit the lake, the twinkling stars, the city lights and especially the silence.

Loving the darkness makes me feel braver because for some it is one of the scariest thing.

Some would think how lonely the sight of nothing is but for me it’s everything.

I often think that maybe I love the darkness so much because I also have a dark place inside of me and even though I don’t see much through it I’m still walking through that dark place, it’s like hoping to see a light on the other side of the tunnel and even though I already saw the light I’m prolonging my stay in that darkness because I appreciate it more and I got used to it. I often get out of that tunnel but once in awhile I revisit it because it has been a part of who I am now.

But what I’m really trying to state here is that…

I’m very much of a night person, I just feel at ease when it’s dark and I also prefer traveling when it’s night time. I just love how everything light up when it’s dark maybe that’s why I have quite an obsession with going to New York because it’s the city that never sleeps and all those city lights are just beautiful. My soul feels more alive when it’s dark, it’s like everything feels more real and alive.

Are you a day or a night person?