Wishing upon a star.
I wish I could do photography. i do. There's a whole lot of things I wish I could do, really.
I , for example, wish I could be something, stand on stage and be a performer. I wish that I could get rid of this darn cold already, 'casue it's really getting on my nerves. I wish I could be an amazing writer with marvelous skills and ideas. I wish i could paint and draw like an artist. To make drawings come to life insted of just lying there, 2D.
And I wish I could tear myself from this miraculous machine and go to sleep. 'Cause llamas knows I need it. I'm tired.
I like the expression Straight Edge, speaking of nothing special. It's been circulating around my head for quite a while now. I'd like to consider myself straight edge. But I'm not sure I dare; I know I'm gonna drink some day. Not now, hopefully not in quite a few years. But it is gonna happen, I'm certain of that. So is that why I feel like too much of a 'disgrace' or whatnot to actually say that I'm straight edge? It probably is, yeah. Now, next problem; what the hell do I do with that!?!?!?!?
I guess I'll just sleep on it. Can't hurt, can it? I mean, all it can do is sweep this thought under the carpet until someone comes yelling at me to clean up properly. Wow. That was... tricky, wasn't it?
Oh well, this'll be my goodnight, then, because I'm almost falling asleep, my legs are too warm, and I have got to get rid of this virus. Frustrating rubbish.
Buenos noches,
xoxo, Peace