Stars

I am very much a city girl. I live in London. I live in a very polluted city, and as any Londoner will tell you, we don't get stars.

I sat outside on my own by the lake in La Motte tonight. That in itself was rather beautiful, watching the sky get darker, and the waves quickly but silently hitting the edge. It was so peaceful. Well maybe, I had music blasting out of my laptop.

I went out a lil later with just a torch, and omg there were so many stars! I could see a satellite going across the sky and a shooting star! How lucky am I! I never get to see those things. The last time was 4 years ago in Argentina! There were so many stars it was truely beautiful.

It makes me feel so humble.

It has now been a year since Michael's death.

A year ago, I said to myself there is no way I would ever step foot in Texas...

Well somehow, not only did I step foot in Texas, but I ended up being here on his anniversary! And I am here for one night only... what are the chances!

I feel sadness that he is gone, and anger at how fucked up Texas is, and the court system.

But I am happy he is in a better place.

But that doesn't mean I don't miss him, or let a day go by where he isn't thought of.

He was innocent. But if his death sparks positive changes in the criminal system, then he wouldn't of died in vain.