Midnight Thoughts

You see I'm feeling like a fox. Like a red smart creature that believes it can do anything. You see I imagine myself, little red fox, so smart and full of myself on top of a lonely tree , looking at the sleeping city at the dark just before the sunrise. And this city is what I can do, I imagine its full of palaces secret treasures that I'm bound to find and wonderful encounters. The only things I can see at dark are glittering small eyes only giving me a hint, an indication, that in the middle there are some tall building and many shorter ones around scattered in beautiful pattern with hidden logic. As the sun starting to ride it reveals me a beautiful view of tall glassy buildings while white morning mist still covers the rest of the shorter structures. The sun doesn't show yet but I can see more and more detailed picture of the surroundings, yes there is a palace although far away and the road to it is tangled and covered either in mist or hidden from the view by me raids of other less exciting more soviet type of grey buildings and it get noisier with ppl starting their day but I have no way of knowing how wonderful they truly are.

You see I have read too many sentimental books and now I envision my future,Ike this city hidden in mist and dark and only time like sunrise will reveal the true appearance of it. For one darkness has hidden the ugly dirty streets and my ignorance has coloured all the buildings golden, but the reality of it I'm yet to see.