Shooting starts
14/12/03

I just went down to the beach, a little stoned admittedly, and saw three shooting stars!

I was driving back from my friend's house when I started to appreciate my freedom and the things that I could do with it. So I turned the car around and drove me and Juju down to the beach, she needed to go for a walk anyway.

It was 10 o'clock at night but the dark sky was clear and the stars were bright. I was just going to leave when I turned round to call for the dog. As usual she wasn't coming so I called some more and then saw the first shooting star. I wasn't sure if I'd seen it or not so I waited some more, staring up at the sky. I made my wish and then saw another one.

Now, I've always had a theory of threes. I'm the third born out of my siblings. My brother, the eldest, passed his driving test third time, my sister second time and me, the youngest, passed it first time. I really do believe in 'third time lucky'.

So I waited around for a third shooting star and sure enough it came. I could have waited around for more stars but I wanted to keep the significance of three so I left. But also a thick blanket of fog started drifting over the sky.

I drove back home and the computer was on so I started to type this in and my finger slipped on the title and I typed 'Shooting starts' instead of 'stars'.

And that's what, if anything, I think the shooting stars represent for me. A sign that a new start is on the way. Maybe just a turn in the road or a new chapter. Out with the old, in with the new. A chance to explore my new found freedom.

No shooting stars here but a moon that slowly, slowly rises in the countryside sky. For a website that was never completed.