Grrrrrp.

It was raining last night and I couldn't sleep. It was around 2am when it finally stopped. Eventually some of the clouds cleared up and a few stars popped out. It was quiet and the world had that good earth and cut grass smell attached to it.
As I was watching the sky clear. A lone frog started chirping under my window, it was a pleasant, early summer sound.  I listened to it for awhile, drifting out of consciousness. 10 minutes? An hour?  I don't know what time it was when I woke up, but I noticed that the frog was still chirping under my window. This time it had a friend. Someplace off in the distance, there was reply. One would chirp and then the other. They were going back and forth. Talking. Answering.
It was really something.

What were they talking about? Politics in the world of night? Scandalised moon drama? The sad demise of fireflies?

Anyway, The night was dark and the world was quiet. Everything was sleeping. Everyone was asleep.  Yet. Here were these frogs. Just chirping, back and forth. Having a sad conversation in frog language.  I was in the middle of it. Me. Just listening to it. Taking it in. Can you understand a thing like that? It was special.  I knew it was special. It was a moment and yet all I could think of was those frogs and this song.

Fuck my life. It still makes me giggle.

https://youtu.be/JH8gvhl4rH8

brambling rambles..

its cold out, I liked the way the air feels against my skin, a wake up call of sorts. With leaves to crunch and stars to count. There is a thousand and one ways to lose myself tonight. But where to start, how nice it would be to just get away for awhile, to go and climb some big hill with somone, above the house, above the tree's above the people.. above everything. To just go and sit, sit on a hill with boy. Your hands might touch, but you don't have to say anything really. you dont even have to look at each other, Just go and sit. Forget for awhile. How nice it would be. Can you understand a thing like that? for you to be sitting in a place like this.. on a hill somewhere, immune to it all.