"All I do is kiss you through the bars of orion,
Julie I'd do the stars with you anytime."
- Dire Straits
It is the same night that a carnival became a succession of still images when my mind is running at the speed of light. It is act one of the stars alligning in my late summer. I don't know it now but I will know it looking back. Do you ever have the fleeting moments where the there is imperceptable forces at work in your favor and you become untouchable? Call it a helpless romantic who believes such things in a world of rhyme and reason but helpless to believe this I will remain.
It is now one in the morning. And while the world sleeps, my mind races on into the warm stillness of post-midnight August. This image represents how the restless mind doesn't stop in the night when it is dreaming of a world of dissolving limits.
These dreams bleed out onto the film tonight, and they will always be here to remind me how it feels to believe that this night is mine alone. A part of me lives in tonight forever, living on the tails of shooting stars, and never wanting to come back.
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