night (6)

the glow

Further into the distance the glow appeared.Her hope remained as long as she could see it, but as the last thread of its beacon slipped over the horizon, a sense of dread crawled in to take its place. She didn’t want to face the pitch-black night. The ship had never gotten close enough to see her and now it was gone.She was alone. Alone.As darkness gathered, her dread gave way to outright fear. She was exhausted from the day’s unblinking stare of the sun on open water and it was panic alone, which now kept her alert. Easing down against the deck, she struggled to calm herself.…what met her eyes changed everything.No matter what was to happen, she understood.In the blackest ink of the night sky the vast Milky Way looked back at her.It welcomed her and held her in its glow.She was made of these stars.
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Finding meaning in the closing shift.

I work in retail these days. I manage the cafe within a large bookstore. If I work "closing", I am usually working 2pm to 11pm. It's pretty fuckin' late by the time I get home. And then I'm lit from all the coffee I drank and from various physical activities involved in closing. But there is still something very fun and freeing there.

Despite my shitty pay and having to answer to bosses at two corporations (the book store and the coffee company) there is some merit to the closing shift. As business quiets down at night, and my personality tends to move toward the silly (if not giddy) I find myself able to have conversations with my co-workers (all younger employees) in which I see myself as mentor, not in a work sense, but in a love yourself and enjoy life sense. I just want everyone to feel good about themselves...most are under so much pressure in college, or from parents, or even from odious and out-of-proportion comparisons of themselves to others.

We all need to learn to love people and have fun, it can come in handy when times get tough and we find ourselves doing meaningless tasks, like measuring and logging the wasted remains of two urns of coffee every hour on the hour.

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Alright, so of course I shouldn't be on here, but I need to get the juices of my brain flowing, so in the mean time...I have to have a paper turned in tomorrow that talks about the "face" I present to the world (communications class). Its all crap, right? I mean there's not research involved or anything - but believe it or not, its when I'm writing junk - pages upon pages that don't really say anything that I consider important - that I have the hardest time.Gimme a research paper any day!But don't make me sit here and go on about my emotions and self disclosure and yada yada yada.I also have a microbio exam tomorrow, and I've barely had time to study for it. Too much to do this weekend and today - I need more time!!!! Too many classes....
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(maybe) this year...

that's what i thought after that tragic night in Brick Lane, after hours of queueing, and all the time thinking it was a dream, i could only see Ed, and he smile at me but probably he will never remind me at all, and anyway i want him to see him play! but it was so not meant to be, i was kick out, when security find out about the fake bracelets, just when they start to play in the other part of the 93 feet east, along with other girls and boys, when i was going out, Nigel Godrich was coming in, hahaahathe only picture i took, with my LCA :) i even behave myself! by not taking pictures at all! and that my friends is quite difficult to do, so unfair!

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but this year is the year, i'm just waiting for those tickets and dates in L.A. *_*ps. grammar sucks
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