Day time can be pretty and people are nice, but night will always be my preferred time of day. Night is a big and strong blanket that keeps me safe and comfortable. Daylight has always been too bright for me, any sound at all is far too loud. Night is dark, quiet, and calm. Other than the silence, it is like being back in the womb. Other times, I find my insomnia brings feelings and emotions that I can't find in my daily life: indescribable susceptibility for art and the evocation of emotion buried within it, vibrancy to the colors and sights around me, contemplative peace and contentment, and a wide range of ideas and processes that my mind doesn't excel at during the day but for some reason is keenly able with the relaxation of sleep deprivation. The isolation is the only thing I dislike about the night, but even then it isn't always the case. Late night drives, dates, conversations, all have been far more impactful in the late night than any in the day or evening.