Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Love

I find it hard to believe that I am only in my 44th post. I keep telling myself to write more and in my mind's world I am writing more. But of course as you all know reality sucks. Reality is sometimes nice when it comes to roommates and close friends.

I'll leave you with this thought. How is it with so much love in this world, people find it in their heart to hate?

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Silent black sky

    The night was cold. The snow was light and dreamy. A lone star shone on the sleeping city.  I wished I were a wanderer, with my habit in the wilderness, traveling with the lone star guiding me.

   I wished I were lying awake underneath that dark canopy with loneliness as my only companion. Sometimes I think that surely, the thought of a warm house on a cold night is better than being in one.

   Wishes are sometimes dangerous.  Especially when you wish for them. The night was calling me, but so was my calling. Somebody had to die...