Stars

I have an obsession with stars. I don't know why-- or maybe I do, I've just never put it in words. Things are usually like that, you think you don't know something but if you just take a second to clear your thoughts, you know everything... or maybe thats just me being dramatic. I'm day-time tv dramatic. The stars though, you can never be too dramatic about the stars. Have you ever been outside when everybody around you is asleep? Its just you and the stars and theres a certain magic to it. Maybe its only me, but when you look at the stars every thought seems more clear, and happy. Whenever I have a bad day if I end it with some great music and stars, everything that had been worrying me or making me feel horrible goes away. As you can probably see, I'm not much of a party-heart. I'm a dreamer and maybe thats the reason stars are so wonderful. They are so far away, not even distance wise, but the light you see is millions of years old, and at the same time, they're just right there for you. They will always be there for you, those dumb little pricks of light in the sky that don't really provide any light and disappear if a city is too big. Now, I have to go because it's nine o'clock and I haven't even started my homework.