I always found my brother to be, well, lets just say interesting. He was smart by all means. At twenty two he graduated with a Bachelors degree in Information Systems, at twenty three he had a Masters in some technology field, the name is too complicated and just listening to the title makes me want to fall asleep. Don't get me wrong, I "care," but in a less obvious, non intrusive sort of way. That's the way we operate best, a simple nod in the hallway or a hug at Christmas dinner. Adam, my brother, doesn't show his emotions anymore. Perhaps that is why we didn't grow close over the years. He was stoic whereas I was sentimental. He is cold while I am candid. I will throw out another perhaps, perhaps his lack of emotion is why he intrigued me so.

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            Hazily amber light breaks the darkness, illuminating the lone wooden bench. A soft breeze wafts through the grass, side to side each blade swoons, in the distance the same wind howls deeply in the trees. Dark and moist concrete lay flat, in its long expanse, stretching beyond the brightness of the streetlight into the night's dark abyss. All is black outside the dimly lit seat, the night reaching into oblivion. Slowly a man walks nearer, holding fast to the serenity of the calm, eerie evening.  It is 11:58 p.m. The day yawns with a faint breeze, letting the days events pass with souls who met their demise, lovers who parted ways, some dreams which shattered, while others began. Soon, today will come to a rest as tomorrow rises early. 11:59 p.m. and the man is now seated, his hair caressed by the all too cool breeze. His nose turns cold, a shiver running through his tense body. Newly nocturnal he waits. 12:00 a.m.

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