Stars and stuff

Quite a good day today. Thank God. Have had enough of them bad days. I also guess somewhere along the course of life I have made one dramatic mistake. I really thought that I had nothing in common with kids. Wrong. I do, and loads. Perhaps I haven't ever really grown up. People my age seem to be so all grown up with loads of responsibilities. Me.... well as long as I take care of my kitties, then it's all there is to it. But what is this happening, I am actually writing that I have had a good day, when it was all so black three days ago. Pitch dark, like a big black hole. Now, it's as if I have resurfaced. A good day, not just an ok one, but an actual good one. What causes the hoplessness, and what causes the hope? It's like some catch 22. But I cannot find the reason why. Of course I am not complaining, who can ever complain about a good day?


Or maybe my good days are being caused by something else? Because if you put your energy into something you really believe in, then the world suddenly starts to be a different place? Perhaps once you know you are important to somebody, no matter how distant, what race or age? And when you know you are providing an important source of support, you somehow cannot afford to let that someone down. Really cannot decide. It's all so complicated. It really shouldn't be. But someone, somewhere has made it a point to tell me that I will always be in his heart. And that little someone is too important to let down. He is wishing on a star, and no matter how far stars are, I will give him his star. It's a promise. And a hug. Oh, and a kiss.