Saturday, August 14, 2010
Tonight the Persieds are beginning. I went out with blanket on the drive. But the clouds are moving in. It's been a lonely night and there is still some sticky stuff all over my belly. I've had too much to drink. It's a cool summer evening. I'm hoping, wishing to see.
And I did see one! A meteor. A falling star. And there upon I wished.
I wish for the life of which I've dreamed. Not some far-out fantasy, just the real thing.
I wish to face the darkness I dread.
I wish to be not the jerk I sometimes act like.
I wish for the me that longs to be.
All right. A bit dreamy, I know. But I've had too much to drink, it's late, and I'm in a wishing mood.
To quote Hammarskjöld: For all that has been, thanks. For all that will be, Yes!
Okay. I'll go to bed now.
at 12:49 AM