Castaway on the Moon

Mom couldn't finish watching it but Marley stayed closed and curled by my side as I drifted romantically toward Seoul.

Loneliness lives in all of us. Sometimes he wears a different hat and calls himself winter,

other times he dances through the night leaving you in stark white silence.

Tonight, though quiet, is sweet with longing and just a lil' bit o movie-fueled love.

Sweet dreams, mes amies.