A new moon.

It's the new moon, and I can feel that there are words that need to come out of me. Words, or a painting. I have no paint though.
Ooooooooooooh..... I need a stretch and a yawn and a glass of water and a good back rub..... I need a hot shower and a brand new outfit to wear.... I need fruit and milk and all of those good things.

I took a whole ambient but it isn't working. I think I'm nervous about tomorrow.

But I wanted to say something before I lie in bed, sleeplessly once more. The thing you see when you look into another person's eyes is the reflection of yourself. Your own eyes, and then their eyes again, continuously. It is an infinity. It is a physical metaphor, because we tend to look for ourselves in other people. To steal their energy instead of creating our own. But the more we look for ourselves in other people, the smaller we become until we have lost, into the infinite abyss, what it really means to be ourself.

I don't let people to dictate who I am. You may not even realize. I like to take serious alone time to remember why my favorite color is my favorite color. To watch those old movies and to paint a picture.