Confetti

Oh, it's not a good idea to get lost under stars with a cigarette in hand. It's not a good idea to not know what you want and get lost in every thing that's around you.
A little dizzy, I was. With my hazy judgment. Who's to blame? Why? When? Questions remain simpler unanswered and are forgotten soon enough. Out of answers resurface questions, and questions create problems.
Things fall into place gradually though and it's good. Just painful, but good. With help it's do-able. Usually.
Back to the confetti that was in my hair at the time. It was sparkly.