I'm from the Star City of the South (Google it).
If you knew how many wishes I bestowed upon that poor piece of machinery, you'd laugh.
Still... there is a sneaking part of me that believes that quiet little whispers, whispered in quiet little moments, aren't just hovering around some random mountain while quietly waiting to find a forehead to kiss or an ear to whisper into.
There is a sneaking part of me that thinks life is a little bit bigger... and smaller than that.
There is a sneaking part of me that honestly believes...
That Star Still Works.
