Homeless

Prose from the Frozen North 4. Basic stuff.

December 10, 2006

Mist obscures the light and it would seem like deep darkness if I didn’t know better. Beyond those clouds is the evidence I’ve already known. Night after night I stand outside and stare, I let my eyes adjust as the sky seems like it will overflow with stars as I’m able to allow in more and more of their light. Why do we chase the stars?…