For project..  2 main characters. Both unnamed, probably. Both very strange and eccentric. One is stable and happy, the other is very unstable. Go back and forth between the 2 characters. Will they meet each other at any point? Not sure… Maybe not. 

Here I am in this vaguely familiar town with these vaguely familiar people. I worry, I worry, I worry my days away. Music keeps the abyss at bay. 

I look at the stars and I disappear.

WHO IS THE SAINT OF THE 21ST CENTURY?

His life has never lived by anyone else. I can see that he sees the world differently. I showed him my heart, he examined it closely. He criticized its size, shape, color and consistency. Going to hide in this hole, heavy with heartbreak, heaving with sadness. 

Put down your phone, America! America, please wake up from your Reality TV Dream!

Some people look to the moon for guidance, some look to the sun, some look at absolutely nothing. Reality is subjective, don’t you see? Winter’s window shows me what I want to see. 

He relies on others for his sanity and stability. He’s a beautiful mess. 

Is this really reality? 

The air is cold but she’s not feeling bitter about it. She walks through the city holding a coffee-filled mug, feeling more self-conscious than usual. It’s starting to get dark. The trees are silhouettes, now. She looks at these silhouettes, and she looks at the moon, and she looks at the single star in the sky. She doesn’t look at the people that she passes by. They look at her, though. Everyone looks at her. They marvel at her beauty and her strangeness. You could tell by looking at her that she hadn’t owned a TV in years. You could see that she spent her life dreaming, never in black and white. You could see that her life was nothing but a kaleidoscopic dream.