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I always forget how pointless it is to try to be interesting to people who just don't find you so. And then I remember and I feel silly for a moment and then I move on. And life is good again :D
Pulling an allnighter today, as being sick messed up work schedule almost beyond repair. Almost. But I am magic, it seems, and just might be back on track if I don't fall asleep and manage to finish this before 10 a.m.
Mmm, tea in the middle of the night. With a pizza pocket!
It's pretty quiet right now, even the university students that inhabit the many small housing units outside my window finally shut up. I like the way the city looks and feels at night. Quiet streets and dark stores, with a lit sign here and there. Traffic lights dutifully blinking with changing colours at empty crossings. The dark pattern of leaves and branches against the shimmering backdrop on the city lights. The sky.
I can see some stars today and I think about how many I would see if I was in the country. I have a fond memory about a night like this one, when the autumn chill is already in the air and there is a glistening sheen of night dew on the cars. On that night, we were on a sleepover at my friend's house. But, of course, you never really _sleep_ on sleepovers, as I found out... So we roleplayed and played videogames and ran around outside pretending to be wild creatures of the night until it was 4 or 5 in the morning. Or thereabouts, heh. There was a huge field out back of the house and every time I was over I tried to take a minute and sneak away to visit it. It kind of scared me, because it could have snakes or wolves or vampires or god-knows-what. But it was also exciting, because I imagined it to be a beginning of a plain that led to faraway lands of magic and wonder and secrets.
I never went far--the ground was bumpy and I didn't want the magic/wonder/secrets badly enough to risk falling and breaking my legs or something. But I would go far enough to be out of the others' earshot and sing.
So there I was, singing, when I suddenly noticed that there was someone else there, sitting in the grass. I realized it was another girl from our merry bunch, and immediately stopped. And what followed was another one of those moments that I will keep with me forever... Very quietly, she said: "Don't stop." And, after a short space of quite the dumbfounded silence on my part, I continued where I left off.
So, imagine if you will, a deep night sky over a farmfield. The dark silhouettes of two kids, one sitting, one standing in the knee-high grass. And my small, untrained, but earnest voice doing its best in delivering "Possession" by Sarah McLachlan to the open field before us.
At that moment, it really did feel like there _was_ magic and wonder and secrets on the other side of it. And I could've sworn I felt it reaching for me.
...This tea was very good :D ...But now I'm tired .__.
*must... not... fall asleep...*
Pulling an allnighter today, as being sick messed up work schedule almost beyond repair. Almost. But I am magic, it seems, and just might be back on track if I don't fall asleep and manage to finish this before 10 a.m.
Mmm, tea in the middle of the night. With a pizza pocket!
It's pretty quiet right now, even the university students that inhabit the many small housing units outside my window finally shut up. I like the way the city looks and feels at night. Quiet streets and dark stores, with a lit sign here and there. Traffic lights dutifully blinking with changing colours at empty crossings. The dark pattern of leaves and branches against the shimmering backdrop on the city lights. The sky.
I can see some stars today and I think about how many I would see if I was in the country. I have a fond memory about a night like this one, when the autumn chill is already in the air and there is a glistening sheen of night dew on the cars. On that night, we were on a sleepover at my friend's house. But, of course, you never really _sleep_ on sleepovers, as I found out... So we roleplayed and played videogames and ran around outside pretending to be wild creatures of the night until it was 4 or 5 in the morning. Or thereabouts, heh. There was a huge field out back of the house and every time I was over I tried to take a minute and sneak away to visit it. It kind of scared me, because it could have snakes or wolves or vampires or god-knows-what. But it was also exciting, because I imagined it to be a beginning of a plain that led to faraway lands of magic and wonder and secrets.
I never went far--the ground was bumpy and I didn't want the magic/wonder/secrets badly enough to risk falling and breaking my legs or something. But I would go far enough to be out of the others' earshot and sing.
So there I was, singing, when I suddenly noticed that there was someone else there, sitting in the grass. I realized it was another girl from our merry bunch, and immediately stopped. And what followed was another one of those moments that I will keep with me forever... Very quietly, she said: "Don't stop." And, after a short space of quite the dumbfounded silence on my part, I continued where I left off.
So, imagine if you will, a deep night sky over a farmfield. The dark silhouettes of two kids, one sitting, one standing in the knee-high grass. And my small, untrained, but earnest voice doing its best in delivering "Possession" by Sarah McLachlan to the open field before us.
At that moment, it really did feel like there _was_ magic and wonder and secrets on the other side of it. And I could've sworn I felt it reaching for me.
...This tea was very good :D ...But now I'm tired .__.
*must... not... fall asleep...*