Star Light Star Bright

So I'm sitting here with some candles and incense going, listening to some jazz and occasionally some folk/celtic music. Its times like this that I most hate being single. Between the time when everyone else has gone home to do their own things, and the time when you know you have to go to bed. You run out of things to distract yourself with. There are no more books to read, no more CDs to pop into the stereo, no more movies to watch. You know all you really want to do is curl up with someone special, and enjoy the evening but there's no one there. So you sit there staring off into the dark candles flickering off the ceiling, debating whether its better to turn in increadibly early and hope tomorrow is better, or stave off sleep hoping you can find something to occupy your time. I hate this time of night most of all. Maybe I'll go take a walk under the stars and hope they guide me somewhere interesting.