Photographing the youth and their finite time, interacting in natural and manmade spaces, navigating through the various scenes of the night—a connection forged through identity and individuality.These photos are fleeting moments captured amongst all the dancing, laughter, talking, bonding, love, and loneliness in and of the night. Maybe it's the congregation of hands from two bodies who love one another, or the entanglement of warm tongues in a cold room. Drunkenly swaying to a song you love on top of a table with someone you just met. Sitting, standing alone, wondering how you will ever escape this labyrinth. They free their minds at night. Letting their thoughts and hearts run loose. For better or worse. And while the night does subside or stop, it never will truly end. Life of the night will rise again. With its memories held within the erosion of the floors its stepped on, and its limerence embedded in its dull colored sky.