In our everyday lives, we don't look up and ask the stars. In middle school, my sister created a playlist called 'Blue, not Grey' on her iPod. It is a relic and a throwback, to when the color of the moon could alter your mood.

In our everyday lives, we don't tell our secrets to strangers, though we pass them in traffic and share perhaps the same diseased air. I am told, in traffic, that I am the traffic. This strikes me as being meta, though we could also just go forward. Hurry up, I think. I am asymptomatic, merely waiting for the light to change.

In our everyday lives, we accept the love we received as children. Hugs are the foundation of normalcy: reject one, and you know something bad has happened to them.

My sister left her iPod on the table, not giving it as a gift, but merely as a statement: I am gone, here is the last piece of me you'll hear for a while. California does this to people, makes them change. I'm still waiting for her blue light to change to grey. A postcard home should read: I need a hug, will you give me one?

Tonight I ask the stars: can we reverse what has been done to us?

The purpose

Of life - to bring your own sunshine

Of would - know the depth of your emotions

Of hope - spread the joy of smile

Of love - mark an eternal you

So just accept the flow of your future

And shine with nurture

This is all you need

without any greed.

The dream

A heaven - can find your wings

An illusion - meet an other you

A crate - for an elegant mind

A cause - for a better tomorrow

Never halt dreaming

Because of a gone yesterday

Welcome a curious tomorrow

For a new you.

Having been a background extra, I was glad to see a post.

We’d get imdb credit that we all wanted the most.

I drove a ways to get there, saw some people that I knew.

A charismatic worker had such knowledge for his youth.

He passed out props, worked stand-in, picked my wardrobe, this and more.

I liked the sharp intensity he effortlessly bore.

The fact that he died instantly while driving home that week

was surely consolation, but I’d rather he’d have peaked.

I got that credit promised on the imdb site,

but equally important I met Adam on that night.