Good things are so very good... until they stop feeling good.
And sometimes the feelings of discontent creep up on you, until you recognize them for what they are.
And when that happens, you either go through the motions and hope things feel good eventually some day again... or you realize it's time to stop holding onto the past and step out into the future.
This is what happened with Night, who late tonight informed us he'd be stepping away from the forum for an indefinite amount of time. The joy had gone out of things, and he wasn't happy with who he felt he was becoming, and so he felt he needed to step away.
Night, always as striking a figure as his smiling reaping image suggests, evoked sharp opinions on both sides of the divide and seemed to have no issue or fear about stating his own view of things... something that simultaneously amazed and unnerved me, lost in my worlds of complex ambiguity.
All I can say is that he was my friend before all this, and he'll be my friend long after as well. He helped me believe in myself and not doubt my own heart at a time in my life I had lost faith in people and in myself. Some people might have experienced the cold side of him, but he was good for this much -- he was able to see any gleam of good and passion in my heart and encourage it in a way that brought it out, until I could get my feet under me again and find faith in the road ahead.
To put it another way, sometimes to me he was Night; and, other times... a Knight in the Night.
He didn't want to leave a letter, it never sat right with him with others did it.
So I'm doing it for him.
It's the least I can do.
Safe journey, hon, speed well.