STARLIGHT, STARBRIGHT

wishing on the first star of the night
i wish i may, i wish i might...

i woke up this morning with a strong impetus to dance...and so, i did. tonight.

all was well, i suppose, until i got a whiff of some cigar smoke.

so i headed out into the night to inhale some unfettered, musty air.

turns out that was the most peaceful 10 minutes i had of the day.

emotion just swept over me like a tidal wave, but yes, i still felt strangely at peace.

no breathing space to grieve.

back to the night...it was a good one, though my dances sucked.

every single one of them.

for starters, i will sit out on certain dances for the time being.

it is a cold, hard night.

i wish someone would just hold my hand.

just give it one tight squeeze.

it'll pass...

as usual.