It’s the longest night of the year where I live in the northern hemisphere. Do you ever go out to watch meteor showers, stare at the sky until you see a streak? Have you ever cast a wish, then realized you could make it come true?
Do you know any people who are much more jealous of their freedom than of their lovers?
I used to use darkrooms for photography, and one thing I got from that was knowing the length of thirty seconds. When are you the most aware of time slipping by?
It’s probably easier not to let them hook a string to you in the first place.
I thought I would try something different today with the text position. Is there any music that does something to you that you cannot put into words? I am always looking for music like that.
You might give your keys to one person but hope a certain other person has a j-hook. Do you articulate everything you want, or do you leave it to others to be daring with you? Which is more exciting?
One of my best friends put it something like this, “The next morning, my outgoing message list breaks my heart.” Tell me about your drunk text experiences.
If you could have anything from the sky, what would it be? The question is metaphorical or literal, however you like it best.
