Echoing Pine Trees

Do you ever just listen to the way the night sounds when it's really, really late (later than it is now) or I suppose you could say really, really early?

It sounds...not like silence.

There is a hum. And sure, I know...it's the hum of the multitudes of technological inventions that cover the city, but there's another hum, that you only hear if you are completely silent.

Night is the only time you can hear your thoughts floating through the air.

Yeah, you can hear them.

Sometimes, they are loud, and overbearing, and can even block out that mechanical whir of technology. Sometimes, you have to take a step back to hear them. Sometimes, it takes more hours than there are in the night to sort through them. And if it's really bad, sometimes they hang around and buzz in your ear the next morning, the next day, the next afternoon, all the way into the very next night.

It becomes a backdrop, a continuous thing sometimes, and lasts several days (for me at least). And those are the times I feel the most troubled; troubled by thoughts that hum even when I'm speaking outloud.

I apologize, if you are reading, for the late post...it's been a long day, and work was extremely busy. And I also apologize a bit for the nature of the post, because I don't know if it is technically encouraging. It's just something I've been going through/thinking about. But if your thoughts won't leave you alone, I'm praying for you. And I'm praying that you figure out what they are trying to say, and whether they are important or not.

And I love you, you echoing pine trees, and I hope you have a spectacular day tomorrow.