Tick tock your not a clock.

Wind chimes are dancing together in sounds of bliss outside my window which is cracked open just enough to invite their sounds in. I'm at peace with my surroundings and most of all myself. It's 2:30AM and it may come as no suprise but pure insomnia has devoured most of my body by now. I drank a 24oz. rockstar thermus can about 2 hours ago. I do all my best thinking in the wee hours of the morning anyway. The wind is just cold enough to drop subtle reminders that Christmas is only 9 days away. I keep forgetting. I wish Juno would play in new orleans already, or in louisiana at all. I want to see it terribly. Sweeny todd also. I'm such a movie buff. My grandmaw came in at 9 tonight, and i'm irrestibly excited. It's been a good 3 1/2 - 4 years since her last visit. She is my sole inspiration, I never would've had an inkling how much I truly love to write if it weren't for her persistance. She's undoubtably the most beautiful and talented woman i've ever met. Every word that comes out of her mouth is carefully selected and elequontly delivered. She has a grace about her that I wish to one day be able to emulate and her creativity knows no limits. I could rave on and on about her and not run out of things to say. The fact of the matter is I am overjoyed she is here.