I was sitting on the swing wishing I could climb up the rooftop to feel a tad closer to the sky. The stars remind me of the insignificance but also the significance of my life, of how small yet miraculously alive. Then comes the soft breeze along with quiet whispers of the night; the perfect setting for a lovely conversation.
G'night lovely bones, I'm way tired from the late movie I caught. The old charm of the 1940s goodie good boy played by Chris Evans was totally worthy my time but damn the plot & total disregard of a realistic use of technology back in those days.