It is so small, and far away from the city lights. I think to myself. It has the perfect landscape for writing. I smile as I lay back on the bed. It has been a long day, but in less than an hour until the band will start up and then sleep will never come. Sleep pointless anyways, I think as my mind drifts to space.
Once my mind comes back thirty minutes later, I put my three bags on my bed and looked out the window. I could always leave early, spend a night in a motel and start an outline. There were so many possibilities. But I had to pay. I shook my head and started for the door, curious to where I would be going. On a long walk, or away?
A smile escaped my lips of the possibilities. It was time to make a decision, and to become something. Do something I was meant to. The how was impossible.
I skipped to the door leaving the bags on the bed; I would come back and get them before I left in the morning. Tonight was for the vampires.
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