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Sean Mullins's avatar

In Bradbury’s “Something Wicked This Way Comes“, he repeatedly refers to 3am as “the midnight of the soul”.

I think about that line a lot, and the concept really gels with the porousness you described in this essay. It’s like a spiritual liminal space, where the good and bad have fuzzed out enough that it becomes hard to tell one from the other.

Anyway, great job, Helena.

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Sarah's avatar

I have a small, mundane occurrence in my life that happens at around 10 pm, but always feels like 3 am. It is often a party but so often excruciating. I never know which it will be and it is often both, when it really should be neither. It should be nothing. I typed some of it up but it’s a bit...wordy and vulnerable. Nevertheless, this essay made me feel a lot of things and put context to something in my life I did not know needed this context.

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