"I saw a star fall. It was me."

Every now and then I find myself feeling very nostalgic. Like tonight, when I walked home from the bus and gazed up at the sky only to find it covered with stars. I haven't seen the stars in a long time and actually really looked at them. It reminded me of when me and my best friend used to run two or three times every week. We usually ran a few kilometres down to the beach, went out on one of the jetties, lied down and just listened to the sound of the waves clucking against the stoneshore. It's very relaxing to watch the stars while you're hearing that and occasionally we saw a star fall. I miss that. The whole experience of it. The talking, the clucking, the stars... A part of me even misses the running even though god knows I'm not made to run.