Darkness has always felt like a contradiction to me: part threat, part refuge. And now feels like the right moment to share these thoughts—as the days shorten and we edge toward the clocks going backwards for winter. Being alone at night can be utterly terrifying—filled with uncertainty, hidden dangers, and a suffocating sense of unease. While I could go out alone at night if I absolutely needed to, it’s not something I would ever choose to do. There would always be someone else there willing to guide me. Even if I know the route by heart and could technically walk it alone, I still move closer to the person guiding me. The dark adds strain: scanning for obstacles like overhanging branches or bins sticking out on the pavement, flinching at sudden voices of passersby that appear without warning. The street at night feels unpredictable—every shadow a question mark. And yet, at the same time, there’s something deeply calming about the stillness that darkness brings after a long, chaotic ...
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