dreaming of the stars and the night sky. what i would give for them. tomorrow i walk in richmond park and try and work out all the knots in me. unravel the string inside me that the city winds up into a ball. what i would give for a clear sky before moonrise and my finger holding down a shutter button while my other hand is on a timer sending my hopes up into the atmosphere. some moments are just big homesick heartbreak mountains of SUCK but these are the moments that give us something to fight for. one of my teachers says that all the greatest performers walk through fire..