January 18, 2006
The same familiar roads. Dark, but without mystery.
I've driven these roads endless times for the past four years.
Nothing new.

But the light caught my eye.
Light on my arm. a blue glow.
Flickering. ...like a candle.

I'm a curious girl.

On and off, over and over.
This light was bright-- different.

And my tired mind began to wander... to wonder.
On again... off again.
Rapid. Unstable.

Interrupted suddenly by fake yellow. short-lived and impulsive.

Blue again.

This is my life.

My everglowing moon.
...fakely interrupted.
Yellow lights and white lights aren't real.

And then, the trees thickened and I was surrounded by shadow.
My arm was invisible.

The moon still shone high in the night, but could not reach through the forest.

And the street lights were off.

Wait for the sun...