Sitting Outside, Staring at Stars

I am so completely grounded. Indefinitely. And I'm insanely excited about it. No fighting, no bloodshed, no raising of voices. I simply told them what I did (refused to come home from school and then proceeded to go see a movie and go out to dinner without telling them where I was going) and why I did it (because I knew that my fam was super pissed at me and I'd never be able to go to a movie if I went home so I figured I'd get some good entertainment time in before being grounded) and they were completely laid-back about it. Then I explained that as long as I'm grounded from everything (except for the computer. And the phone. And Mass.), I might as well get some reading done. I then excused myself to our front porch to talk on the phone. Quite humorous, if you ask me.

There is something that I'm looking forward to, but I'm not sure what it is. The conclusion is inevitable, yet the end is debateable. All I know is that the pit into which I peer is ablaze with a radiant light, and while I don't know how far the abyss stretches, or if the bottom is hard as stone, or if the walls are hard to climb, I believe the fall will make it all worthwhile.