Seriously.
Alone in her room now, committed to being fearless.
The beat of the insects outside provide background music for her thoughts and name her place in a country that so graciously welcomed her.
Turning her face towards the sky, she tries to think when the last time she has seen this many stars.
She chooses her star, and makes a wish.
The chorus outside would fade, she knew, and her thoughts would be temporarily pulled away by the strings of the wind.
The brief silence wallowed.
The musical reunion would pick up in the morning or earlier if the weather was cloudy.
The orchestration would continue eternally.
She lost hours that night, envying the insects and their doubtless place in the center of the universe.
Oh my god. Thats was tough. Laughing now. Phew, its over....
Seriously though, i couldnt sleep and i really just wanted the bugs to shut the hell up.
I promise thats the last time i will attempt to be serious.
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