Homecoming

As I sit here in the driveway of a dear friend's house, I am struck by the nothingness around me, the absolute sheer silence. Silence that screams louder than any audible noise ever could attempt. My ears are burning with it; its roar shakes my entire body. It struck me the moment goodbyes were exchanged and the front door was closed. No airplanes, no helicopters, no cars, no freeway noises, no people, no running water, no wind. Then all of a sudden, the cloudy, hazy, dimly moonlight sky begins to shift miles above me. Wind prickles at my ears bringing noise other than the hissing flow of blood pumping through my body and the slow rhythmic rise and fall of breath in my chest. I look up, and the opaque field begins to disperse, forming wisps of cloud cover that menacingly disperses the glowing moon's luminescence throughout its outer edges. The wind is a roar now, leaves are being blown about, I hear them scatter down the street. The illusive moon finally steps out from behind the sky-borne water vapors and its incredible reflection of the sun's brilliance overpowers the sulfur-yellow streetlight, casting shadows indiscriminately, lacking only the warmth that Sol provides us during its daytime reign. As if on queue the wind instantly silences, and sonic nothingness once again permeates Poway's suburbia. This peace, this tranquility, this time that every other human being takes to close their eyes and rest, it is mine. I am the sole observer of the quiet, still events unfolding around me, of the ever-changing and shifting shadows, the fresh night air entering my lungs. It is mine alone. This has always been my time of the day; while the world sleeps, I have full dominion. I miss this time of day; its been far too long since I've spent time out in it, truly appreciating the sleepy void for what it is. I feel like I'm in a familiar place. A place I long to be in for eternity. The crisp, cool air enveloping me in my leather jacket, the subtle inconsistencies in the cold shadows, the sound of nothing but a breeze tickling my ear. I am home.