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Why do I get the urge to write at night when I'm trying to sleep? ..Something about the night.. So peaceful, the atmosphere so fitting, the darkness so mysterious and enchanting inspires my imagination.. Fuels my motivation.. I bleed out my thoughts on to paper with ink.. Every stroke creating something new, into the darkness I immerse myself, creating something out of nothing.. And I love it, I absolutely love it.. It's like driving at night and seeing lights and trees appear, a story, a scene unfolding before you.. I sit here on this chair staring out the window and I begin to imagine stories like splashing a vivid bright color on to black.... Like the beat of a drum bringing silence to life....