yea I don't get midnite...though you must be right I heard 3 am is (and this is creepy) for it's the opposite of the hour Christ died so 12 midnite is the opposite of noon, when Christ started crucifixion .......................................
Whether I need to be up a 4:30 or 5:00, or don't have to go to sleep until 4:00 (so I can then sleep until 8:00), I'm usually up at midnight. In fact, there are times when I'll snooze from 9 or 10:00 to 11:30 and then be up by midnight again. Then, a couple of nights a week, there's the sleep from 1:00 a.m. to 7:00/7:30 - so, no matter what, midnight never seems to be a sleep time for me.
With things likes lights on, the washing machine going, late-night talk shows, business to attend to, people and the cat up and around.. There's really nothing very spooky about midnight at my house. (Now, getting laundry from the basement at 3:00 a.m. - that can get spooky to me. )
I mean, I like having the space. But it's super creepier at night. I can't stand it. If I have to go down there to retrieve laundry, I almost always grab and RUN back up the stairs like hell was after me. It never fails to amuse my fiance.
I don't know what it is about the basement. I live in a fairly contemporary house, the basement is a basic rectangle with the usual neat, clean, concrete walls. There's a finished room, so I suppose I could imagine someone hiding in there, but - really- there's no way anyone could get in the door down there. It's not like it's a 15-room, old, house with a spooky "cellar". The spookiest thing in my basement is the sump pump that pretty never needs to make a sound. I guess what's creepy at 3:00 a.m. is that everyone else is asleep, and I can't see if anyone/anything is looking in the windows from the dark backyard. (I've been known to run too . The only thing is I'm getting over a major leg injury, so now I can't run upstairs if I want too. ) (I do the same thing with being out in the yard at night too. )
Sometimes I don't feel at all spooked, and I'll go down there as if it's 2 in the afternoon. Other times, I'm spooked and can't make myself go downstairs to get the laundry out the washer and put it in the dryer. I just know, though, that there's the chance "the spook" might set in on me, so I'd better get the laundry out at a reasonble hour.
Lorlie, even though the leg is increasingly getting closer and closer to good as new, it won't run even if I try (which is why the basement AND the backyard at night) are so creepy. (I'm now into the 9th month with the stupid leg thing. At this point, it has become a way of life! )
arrrh... but time moves on - even after you have realised the time, the moment has gone and a new moment dawns. Maybe we are always living in the past - even if it is just a split moment, we will never gain this back.
Or... on reflection... how about me in the UK talking to someone in Australia... does that mean one is talking in past tense and the other in future tense? But how can that be? Surely we speak in unison (telephone, internet, skype)?
Ahh yes, the witching hour so many nights I stayed up, seeing how I'm more of a night person, even though I'm responding to this in the day time, hahaha. The witching hour to me, when the night becomes even darker and quiet and people start to fade even more, those things usually unseen by human eyes start to appear or is it just the pizza man late with my order.
It's the 'whiching hour' that causes me to have to jog to work every morning. I don't understand why I spend so much time choosing what to wear. When I arrive at work, the first thing I have to do is change into my work clothes ... senseless.