What is it about the middle of the night that makes it so . . . hard to resist? When the world is sleeping, I feel as if I inhabit a secret world that only I can find. If I miss that window of opportunity to go to sleep – sometimes it evades me and I find myself in . . . Nightworld!!
Nightworld is seductive. It teases you into thinking that you are alone by preference. It is occupied by beautiful tv people who charm you with clear skin and eyes. They sell things. Everything from phone calls to “male enhancement”. Hours of canned laughter are available for just a small price.
In Nightworld no one bothers you while you read. You can finish a page, a chapter or a book without interruption. Puppies sleep, rather than trying to come between you and your page.
In Nightworld you can play computer games and chat with strangers until all hours. Both hold their own sway – both are low hanging fruit.
The thing about Nightworld is that it’s wonderful but it doesn’t get along all that well with Dayworld. Doing without Dayworld – now that is the trick. Dayworld is where my time is worth money. It’s where loved ones, pets and responsibilities live; where the phone rings and the world has expectations.
Dayworld seems thankless, relentless and not all that fun.
