The two men sat quietly on a bench looking off into the sky. The night was dark enough for stars to appear but only one did. So they sat under the night sky and shared the flickering star.
“Warm nights like these are my favorite. Everyone joins the sun in laziness. There’s no expectation to fulfill the day. The night expects nothing of you but sleep and it lulls you to do so. But with a night such as this it seems that sleep may be the waste of time.”
“Sleep is a waste of time day or night. Sleep has only ever given the illusion of great…