Second Star To the Right ... Of What??

February 18, 2015 - 00:15

Mood: Tired, though I know I won't sleep.
Music: Just the hum of the lap top, and the ringing of my ears.
Thought of the Day: Love never dies ... but, like the heart it beats within, it can falter when overly taxed with damages. And, no matter how well it heals, the scar never completely fades. This is the price of immortality.

I cannot cry to ease my feelings while I live with you, for you will see or hear, and you will come to interfere. But, if I lived alone, I fear I would start to cry and never stop ...

Either way, I cry alone.

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     I finally saw Finding Neverland today. It was as wonderful as I knew it would be. I kept falling in love with Johnny's accent - over and over again. The story was surprisingly different, in parts, than I was expecting. Been a few story lines today that have surprised me. It's quite refreshing, really. As a writer, I tend to see plot lines a bit more obviously than others and I have long since come to terms with it ... and learned to not give things away - too much. I sometimes sit and think that I would have handled that scene differently. Or phrased something in another way to arrive at a stronger impact, but still offer subtle foreshadowing. It keeps me engaged in the storyline and makes it easier to enjoy. Been a long time since I was swept away by the ideas or worlds presented. It happens occasionally though. And I enjoy them all the more.

     I had a 'no people' day today. Well, I had a 'no people' afternoon, at least. Tavis was home late from work so I had a bit of extra time to myself. I didn't relax enough for a complete pity party though. Which was, well ... a pity. It's good to get it out and express it so that you stop obsessing over it in your head. Get it out and move on without it. You may have to do it more than once, as you find a corner of it that you missed before ... or the situation revisits. But do it.

     My situation has revisited once again, but I think I may have a bit of dim sunlight available. Starlight, perhaps. Not enough to warm myself with, or keep myself from stumbling about, but it is enough to know I'm not entirely covered in darkness. And if I use those stars, I may find my way to where I need to be. Hope. Stars, to me, represent hope. Hope that one day, they'll offer me direction. And I'll be able to follow it.

Sweet Dreams!