A falling star floats down and gently lands on your arm. A shooting star, on the other hand, shoots straight towards you and pleasantly pierces you in the heart. Although this particular star is nothing but gentle, she has struck me with the force of a comet, while rings of euphoria orbit around me and spin me, until I see stars. I like this planet I'm on. I enjoy walking through these clouds. This atmosphere is good for my soul. I'll be staying a while.
Happy Birthday Ms. Stahr!
