Reading any book by Maggie Stiefvater…
Mankind on a little globe
Sleeps, awakes and works
Wishing at times to be friends with Mars.
Martians on a little globe
Are probably doing something; I don’t know what
(Maybe sleep-sleeping, wear-wearing, or fret-fretting)
While wishing at times to be friends with Earth
This is a fact I’m sure of.
This thing called universal gravitation
Is the power of loneliness pulling together.
The universe is distorted
So all join in desire.
The universe goes on expanding
So all feel uneasy.
At the loneliness of twenty billion light years
Without thinking, I sneezed.
Writing makes me feel better and this is why I’m here.
Almost two years ago, I wrote a letter to myself in which I made a few promises to myself. I sealed the letter and decided I wouldn’t open it for another 10 years. The promise is getting harder to keep… I keep deviating from the person I want to be.
I feel like a think too much. I’m feel lost, and slightly buoyant.
Responses to Pickup Lines
"Haven’t I seen you someplace before?"
"Yeah, that’s why I don’t go there anymore."
He: So what do you do for a living?
She: Female impersonator.
"Is this seat empty?"
"Yes, and this one will be too if you sit down."
"So, wanna go back to my place?"
"Well, I don’t know. Will two people fit under a rock?"
"I’d like to call you. What’s your number?"
"It’s in the phone book."
"But I don’t know your name."
"That’s in the phone book too."
"When life gives you lemons, make orange juice and leave the world wondering how the hell you did it."