When the house becomes silent....
Finally everyone went to sleep here...
I got used to go to bed late in the evening when i started the university.
During every period before exams I used to keep on studying until 3 or 4 a. m. to make the most of the night calm and sleep until late the morning after.
My house is hardly quiet.
My brothers spend their time arguing, my mother keeps the telly on with loud volume even if she's doing something else in another room, the flat is surrounded by noisy neighbours and far 15 mt from my room's window there's the railway.
Only during nights every one calms down, my family sleeps, telly is off, the neighbours too...
Slowly my way of studying changed but i kept this habit to enjoy the silent of the early night. It's my personal moment, when i stop thinking to serious things and my mind wanders where it likes most... Sometimes helped by a good book, sometimes only with imagination.
This evening i decided to share my special moment with you, after trying to finish writing my post about Stockholm.
...Time for my daily rest has arrived: Good Night.
I got used to go to bed late in the evening when i started the university.
During every period before exams I used to keep on studying until 3 or 4 a. m. to make the most of the night calm and sleep until late the morning after.
My house is hardly quiet.
My brothers spend their time arguing, my mother keeps the telly on with loud volume even if she's doing something else in another room, the flat is surrounded by noisy neighbours and far 15 mt from my room's window there's the railway.
Only during nights every one calms down, my family sleeps, telly is off, the neighbours too...
Slowly my way of studying changed but i kept this habit to enjoy the silent of the early night. It's my personal moment, when i stop thinking to serious things and my mind wanders where it likes most... Sometimes helped by a good book, sometimes only with imagination.
This evening i decided to share my special moment with you, after trying to finish writing my post about Stockholm.
...Time for my daily rest has arrived: Good Night.
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