Listen to the music of the night

I got home from hangin' at Jorian's place somewhere around 1am this morning, and noticed that the wind was blowing pretty strong. I found the sound it made so soothing that I couldn't bear to go inside--instead, I went for a walk.

Sure, it was fairly cold out, but it didn't feel cold. It almost felt warm, and I don't know why. In any case, it was incredibly relaxing.

Anyway, took a nice long walk, and it felt great. I had all this colorful poetic-like language in my head that I thought I might write down when I got back, but so much for that.

On another note--playing survival horror games late at night, not so relaxing.