It is the quiet nights alone with the musings of Ella Fitzegerald, Nat King Cole, and the likes in which I find myself at peace and content with my creativity. It is nights like tonight that remind me just why I love words and prose so dearly. I find that more times than not, it is easier to sit in front of a television mindlessly watching, barely paying attention to anything other than the colors and the sound, or to lose hours on one single website flipping through images that do little to stimulate my mind. But nights like tonight, I love just soaking up the soft music, sitting back, and allowing my thoughts to fill a page.

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