Late Nights

Just stay up late, laying there dreaming dreams that make you smile and be sad at the same time. Recalling moments both joyous and embarressing. Thinking about hopes and dreams you dare not share with anyone. Those random epiphanies and troubled thoughts . Or just revelling in the peacefulness of simply being alone and yourself. Talking to your favorite person or penning down words that come to you just in those wee hours before dawn. -Photo courtesy Hammad Ilyas

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