2003-05-30 & 3:06 a.m. : there is one star that shines through the lights of the city.
[i'm pretty damned late to things.but i am saying now, that between dead man and ghost dog jim jarmusch is my favorite film maker.]
the thing is, though, that the air at 3am is so quiet, and this morning so warm, i don't want to be inside.
i have work tomorrow, but i am going to take a walk outside anyway.
i'm not sure what is going on inside me, but tonight there is stillness.
the last time i had real stillness inside, like this, it was because of someone else.
i'd like to say i never think of that anymore.
that the stillness comes from me this time, though, makes it real.
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