How many times have you ever waited for midnight to come… or to end?
As a child, as a teen on a date, as a newlywed…? Or as someone approaching their senior years…?
Is it symbolic? One day ends, another begins. In a instant.
As if the stroke of midnight will magically bring that promised thing, that wish… that love.
Even as the cat waits for midnight, with eyes piercing deep into the dark, looking for a clue, a movement…
as a signal that there is something special waiting to seen, to bring that which is not in its life, magically into it.
Waiting for Midnight
source: Bill Giyaman on juxtapost.com