Little specks of light

you look up, and there they are, but only half the time, and people seem to go on without noticing them. They are surrounded by darkness, but the darkness isnt accounted for when the little bit of light is there. Its like the world, Its the little bits of beautiful light in everything that makes it beautiful.
Mon Aug 10

Soooo im getting off so i can finish my summer reading.

fahrenheit 451 by ray bradbury. summerwork will be the death of me.