A Silence Broken

5 am. Just returned home. No sight of dawn. It's a dark, dark night. The cruel Atlantic wind has subsided, there's an upswing in moods. The city has embraced me and taken me under its wing. Crowds too have diminished and I finally have room to walk which pleases me greatly. A new bonding is occurring - like a rebirth, positive energy. Yet one plague remains... 'twas there, 'tis here. Ah, just fuck it! I'd rather not discuss the bloody subject