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I honestly have to say I haven't felt too inspired to write... I just exist and nothing jumps out and say.... "Hey, look at me... tell the world what you think of me," which I guess means I need to look a little bit deeper. So I'll start with stars... they are amazing yet I don't understand my fascination with them. They've always been a calming presence to me, yet when I think about it, they aren't saying anything about my life, they are just reflecting the past (the time it takes for light to get from the starts to earth) and though the past is interesting, I think that I could find more anchoring in the future then the past. Maybe I find comfort beneath the stars because I know they are fixed and the light I see has already happened and they will not burn out for me. Wow.... Just thinking about the fairytale romance (Phil its your fault I started thinking about it) and just something I've always wanted to do with the person I love and spending time under the stars (its not icky, don't worry, I think its cute) I love how quiet the night can be and how you can just focus on one sound, like a heart beating, and its ok, you don't really miss the noise... you enjoy the quiet and the ability to think without worrying where to go next. The air feels crisper and it offers closing to the day you've just left behind. Yet night can also give a mask for you to cover some of your youness and you can let loose and give in to music... or the power of the night. So stars... stars... my lovely stars... don't ever burn away.