OMS.

As the four of us lie down -- facing the sky, 

staring at this sea of stars, side-by-side,

wild thoughts running through my mind. 

Random, wild thoughts of ; everything.

Of what-ifs.

Of pretty clothes.

Of python regius.

Of happy things.

Of places to go.

Of Ben & Jerry's.

Of those douchebags.

Of non-human intelligence.

Of class projects.

Of silly yesterdays. 

Of today.

Of tomorrow.

Of Godin LGXT.

Of 19th October.

Of long highways.

Of Avril's  .

Of the silence.

Of you. 

Well fuck it. Mostly, of you.

And suddenly, 

still lying down -- facing the sky,

gazing at this sea of dimmed stars,

I realized that here, isn't really where I want to be.