What is there about the night? With the hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, weather keeping my close to home and water during the daylight I’ve been taking my bike rides at night. Have I told you there’s still idyllic places in this world? Night time is such a place. When I go ride through the night next to the sea every minute is a little different from the before and the one after. One minute I’m peddling through the bright lights of downtown. Music spilling out from the bars. People feeling veiled in darkness with the warm feeling of rum and lust running through them jabber and laugh. The next minute around the corner and down the street homebodies framed in a golden glow glimpsed through uncurtained windows. Making me small pictures of their lives. What is it about the night?