Dear Diary,
Tonight was one of the 'best' meteor showers of the year. And the best viewing was supposed to be at Midnight. I caught a little of it on my way home from Ft. Myers, this evening. I have always enjoyed the night sky. Few vistas impress me more.
And shooting stars have always been what dreams are made of. The image that comes to mind is the opening of 'Wishes' at Walt Disney World's Magic Kingdom. And it has always seemed to be something to be shared with that 'special someone.' I never have seen the fireworks with him. I have perhaps been on 'dates' to Disney World, but that opportunity has never crossed my path.
I remember going one time with a guy that I liked and he stood behind me and would make comments to me while the fireworks were going and the music blasted. And I remember that I got chills everytime he spoke. It wasn't just that he was there, it was the whole picture.
I remember in high school sitting on my front lawn with a couple of high school boys, and we were staring up at the stars and chatting about the really important things that teenagers chat about. But from my front lawn, you could see a million stars, at least. The preacher, tonight talked about this mountain in Arizona being the best star-viewing area because of the lack of ambient light, but I'm willing to bet that it's because he's never visited my front lawn in Indiana.
But anyway, the point is, I can never get over how beautiful the stars are. And how romantic they have the potential to be...
And I also learned that egg-whites make a great facial. I'll have to try that sometime...
Perhaps tomorrow...
Tonight was one of the 'best' meteor showers of the year. And the best viewing was supposed to be at Midnight. I caught a little of it on my way home from Ft. Myers, this evening. I have always enjoyed the night sky. Few vistas impress me more.
And shooting stars have always been what dreams are made of. The image that comes to mind is the opening of 'Wishes' at Walt Disney World's Magic Kingdom. And it has always seemed to be something to be shared with that 'special someone.' I never have seen the fireworks with him. I have perhaps been on 'dates' to Disney World, but that opportunity has never crossed my path.
I remember going one time with a guy that I liked and he stood behind me and would make comments to me while the fireworks were going and the music blasted. And I remember that I got chills everytime he spoke. It wasn't just that he was there, it was the whole picture.
I remember in high school sitting on my front lawn with a couple of high school boys, and we were staring up at the stars and chatting about the really important things that teenagers chat about. But from my front lawn, you could see a million stars, at least. The preacher, tonight talked about this mountain in Arizona being the best star-viewing area because of the lack of ambient light, but I'm willing to bet that it's because he's never visited my front lawn in Indiana.
But anyway, the point is, I can never get over how beautiful the stars are. And how romantic they have the potential to be...
And I also learned that egg-whites make a great facial. I'll have to try that sometime...
Perhaps tomorrow...
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