1. the cellar door creaks, the attic trapdoor squeaks, the fifth stair down groans when it’s raining
2. there are thousands of ways to rain. the sky weeps, it thunders, pounds, trickles, pours
3. the cat sleeps on the third stair down and objects to being stepped on at three in the morning
4. midnight snacks taste better at one, for some reason
5. the night sky has as many shades as an artists palette at the end of the day
6. every hour between twelve and five is twice as long (don’t tell anyone though, it’s a secret)
things an insomniac could tell you || sba (via penthesilia)
