Hotaru no Saiden

The evening air is warm. In the distance there is a low bellow of a train. Just a few stars manage to peek out from the hazy veil of clouds floating above. I feel truly awake in this moment. What I would give to be traveling now to some place. Any place. It seems as though the eye of the storm and I have just met again. I know this will not last forever. The night is just dark enough to give me a glimpse into homes with lights on. There is an elderly lady who lives by herself… She seems so lonely. A mother talking on the phone with children running around. A party. Who are these people and the lives that engulf them?

- Posted by Kitsu, 12:55 AM

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archives	Thursday, August 17, 2006 The evening air is warm. In the distance there is a low bellow of a train. Just a few stars manage to peek out from the hazy veil of clouds floating above. I feel truly awake in this moment. What I would give to be traveling now to some place. Any place. It seems as though the eye of the storm and I have just met again. I know this will not last forever. The night is just dark enough to give me a glimpse into homes with lights on. There is an elderly lady who lives by herself… She seems so lonely. A mother talking on the phone with children running around. A party. Who are these people and the lives that engulf them? - Posted by Kitsu, 12:55 AM	ColonPipe Hyper Buddha Gorgissum Haiku Knock on the >>Sky Ebbles Miniatures