Wee hours in the mornings has always been the most peaceful of times (for me, and other nocturnals I presume).

Maybe because most of everyone else is asleep or perhaps because most of those that make the day quite unbearable are not around.

Maybe because the sweet chill of the night opposed to the stressing heat of the day sets the mood to a more serene state of mind.

Maybe because its just so quiet, just so calm that the mind gets to explore itself free.

Or maybe because I am in-fact a people hating anti-social psychopath....

In any case, I am going back to more serious things atm.... heh