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Apr 2014
Go ahead, answer that phone call.
Swipe your finger across that screen and it’ll be signing your night away.
At a subtle7:30, the sun has already settled in its shallow watery grave, or is being lowered currently in its ball of fiery orange casket.
Answer that phone anyway, and say yes to whatever they have to offer.
It could be an adventure of a lifetime, or it could be a question of someone’s whereabouts.
You could watch from your window, the cars passing by and the overhead light flickering.
Grab your keys and go out, no matter where they are.
Step into the night and enjoy her lonely company.
Let the peach fuzz on your face be pushed up by the wind, and just go out.
Meet anyone and everyone anywhere.
Drive to the water only to stare in her vastness and welcome her sandy footsteps cover your feet.
Go to the brightest store and say hello to the cashier, make their night interesting with a conversation of commonplaces between the two.
Talk about their car or bike, talk about their job, or comment on the beauty of such a night.
Greet the rolling fog as it fills up these streets with a hazy glow.
Take a stand in the middle of the street and yell “HERE I AM” with arms stretched out as if holding the weight of the world in them.
Grab it all in, the smell of stale saltwater and the gritty stench of exhaust.
Travel to Central Avenue and awake to the nightlife of the inner city.
Bask yourself in their neon lights and flashing signs.
Embark yourself on a golden glory to adventure.
Treat yourself to wanderlust and feed that ever needing hunger of it.
Help yourself to its buffet, but don’t forget to share.
Company yourself to a stranger in need, whether they need their car pushed blocks to the nearest gas station, or drive a friend miles upon miles away to cities you barely even know about just to pick up his bag of clothes.
You see any night can become an adventure.  They can be filled with plot twists and surprises, good or bad. Take them all in, and don’t forget to answer that phone call.
Kyle Hughes
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