Walking after midnight
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I wish I could be walking by the bay, all the little lights twinkling through the warm air onto the little, wavey waters. I like to go for walks very late at night when the world is nearly silent; when you are alone with yourself, or with a friend. It's a good time to sit together on a park bench and breathe the breeze, to kick off your shoes and walk barefoot through the grass, the sand, to play on the swings, to sit silent, enjoying the company you're keeping, with nothing more than the touch of hands and laughter.