2002-03-03 - 9:16 PM
Anything Underneath The Stars
On a bad night, you might think things have gone wrong. And maybe they have. On a bad night, you might think things are a bit amiss and have gone awry. And maybe they have. But things are rarely as bad as they seem. Life is how you make it, really - and a night is none the different. I mean, just given the fact that it's night, is beautiful in itself. Because, you see, nights are beautiful. They really are. And when you dwell on it being that seemingly "bad night", you forget about that. You forget about the beauty - and everything else that is good. You rub out the good things with the dulled eraser at the end of your pencil - prevent anything that can make a happy mark. It's just a common thing. It's been done so many times - and I know we're all guilty of it. That nightly amnesia thing you get when you're sad - and forget about all that makes life worthwhile. And like I said, you forget about the beauty, and everything else that is good. But don't worry. When that happens, when that happens on a seemingly "bad night" - all you've got to do is look up. Just look up. And you'll notice you're underneath the stars.
You'll thank me when you say "It's beautiful". And you can't go wrong - even on a bad night.
