The Little Magical Things

I've spent the last three days learning the song Viva La Vida by Coldplay by heart. It's such a great song, and so inspiring... Actually, it has inspired me to write a fantasy story, since it's about kings and such. But I'm not giving too much away here because I first want to see if the idea is any good, and thus need to explore it a bit more.

Saturday night I was going home by tram, and I had the pleasure of being the only passenger in there. Kind of creepy. And kind of cool. I love the city by night. It's like walking through a dark forest; danger could be lurking anywhere, and you feel so good when you reach the sanctuary of home unharmed.

"Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing,
Roman cavalry choirs are singing."

I mean, what's it about, really? I love lyrics that make me think.

"Baby, baby, baby, oh,
Like baby, baby, baby oh..."

Yeah, those lyrics don't make me think. At all. They just make me roll my eyes.

My mom ordered a horoscope for me for Christmas, and she forgot to give it to me until yesterday. So many things that were in there about me were true. It's fascinating how somebody can get all this from the stars. I don't know whether I should believe in astrology or not, but I think I really want to believe in it. It's such a cool concept. Almost a little bit magical.

(Friday's sunrise)