Where I want to be

There are times when I just don't know where I want to be.

Like now.  There are times when you say, "I want to go home." or, "I wish I were with my friends."  But right now.. I don't know where I want to be.

Perhaps a mountain, in the cool of the pines, a sliver of blue sky showing between towering peaks.  Perhaps, driving, zipping down the road, fast, headed anywhere or nowhere.  Perhaps up in a tree, with a book.  I don't know.

Well!  Anyways, I went on a date last night.  A double date with my best friend Li'l Bop.  It was a lot of fun!  We went to see 'My Fair Lady' and snagged some cheap food on the way home.  A nice success, if I do say so myself, I hope the young ladies would agree.  I thought it was particularly nice because I was finally able to get an official date with a certain girl.  Jolly good!

I'm not sure whether I should use people's names and such.  I don't know how other people feel about having their information plastered across the internet, so for now I'll just use nicknames and pronouns.

Mexican Hat!

"Choose a template and a title" says the screen.  So I did.  Voila! a blog!

Now I can waste more time on the computer than ever before!  Although, I'm not sure what I want to do with this thing just yet...

The title up there? It's from a Gaelic Storm song.  Long ago the First Ward Mafia decided it was my theme song because I have a talent for staying up late into the night.

Sleep. I should do that sometimes.  But I don't.  

There's just something different about the night.  The rest of the world has gone to bed.  

You feel as though it's all yours.

The Earth. The sky. The Grass and the Mountains.

All is good and simple under the vast expanse of stars.

It doesn't matter if the day isn't right

because there in your own world none of it matters.

It's yours.

Everything is going to work out just fine.

Ironically though, I find the dawn even more spectacular..