Feb 13, 2006 14:07
Did anyone else see the moon last night? It was three AM when I went out for a smoke. I almost cried it was so beautiful. Made me feel so insignificant, and in the same instance so intune with everything. I don't think boys feel the same way about the moon. There's something about the cycle. Something.
Trying to write a play about being in love in a foreign country and I'm so uninspired it's sickening. I need a muse, I need... I need to feel like I belong somewhere and I'm happy with someone for five seconds. Just five seconds.
I missed my bus to vermont the other day. then i lost my purse. I lost all my id. I lost my glasses, camera, i pod. that sucks.
but at least the moon is beautiful and I have prose in my life.