The only thing that can make me smile now is a getaway to some mediterrenean island where no one knows me, and the night skies aren't polluted by light, so i can see the entire constellation scattered on it, the milky way sprayed across like frosting on cake, and i can spend the entire night counting them and never run out of stars.


instead of the one or two stars i always see blinking weakly.


because star-filled skies have this therapeutic effect that nothing else in this world offers. and i could do with some therapy right now. =(

i think no one cares.