If shadow can talk, there are many things my shadow will say about me being awake late this days. It is late, late enough that the world has gone quiet, late enough that even the lights in my room is humming more softly. At this hour, when most people have surrendered to sleep, there only one companion that stay with me awake and that is my shadow. And if it could speak, what would it say about me being awake right now, I know you want to hear it too and here it is.
I think my shadow would tease me gently, asking why I am still chasing thoughts long after the clock suggested i should stop. It might arch an eyebrow, only if shadows had eyebrows, at the glow of my screen and the restless tapping of my fingers and asking what I'm searching for. It would see the way my mind refuses to settle, how my thoughts wander into corners they avoid in daylight. My shadow might say are you searching for something like clarity, distraction, answers, or maybe just a moment that feels like your own.
Maybe my shadow knows I'm awake because night is the only time I feel truly free. The time when the world stops demanding, and I can finally just be. It watches as i rewrite what i wish I have do, plan futures I'm unsure of, and promise myself things will be different tomorrow. I think my shadow would understand that the quiet can be comforting and confronting. Maybe It knows I'm not awake for no reason, even if I tell myself that.
Only If my shadow could speak kindly, I know it will tell me that being up this late doesn’t mean that I'm failing at rest. Sometimes it means I'm in transition, standing at the threshold of who I was and who I'm becoming. Shadows, after all, only exist where there’s light, and maybe mine sticks close because it sees the spark I've forgotten in myself.
It might gently remind me that exhaustion isn’t a badge of honor, but neither is it a shame because Shadows don’t judge; they witness.
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