Here I am again, romanticising 3 AM. The fire in your den lights up just to the thick black curtain that holds all the mysteries of the night. What is out there? Are you alone in this den? Do you need more people to start your tribe or are you up, protecting them from the strangers in the night? Do you need to give a safe haven to some of these lost souls wandering the deep depths of this world of yours? Isn't it interesting how we just connect to people that seem to be strangers? We feel silly for thinking it might be that this person is just something new and shiny, maybe even a new element we get to inspect. It's not like us to usually obsess over something new, is it? But that's exactly it and sometimes it can be a terrible thing. Overexposure to something you don't completely understand could be detrimental to your health in the end. The other side of the same coin is true too at least. Sometimes things are entirely made of blissfilled moments with a stranger, ther...