I've taken to watching the stars latey. Simply because they seem so innocent and far away...and so hopeful. Maybe that's just the way society has made me see them...but nonetheless I've never met anyone that truly believes a star is ugly.
Then again I've never known anyone who has actually seen what a star looks like close up. Maybe their faults show when you get too close...

I am so greatful this week is over that I would give up every star just to make sure I don't ever have to see another week like it.
Not looking forward to tomorrow...possibly because there is nothing to look forward to.
Maybe I'll induldge myself in something sensationally bad for me...like eating icecream in the bath.

Or maybe I'll just sleep.