Snapshot 2

The stars look the same here, but their patterns are different.  We lay on the trampoline and I think about myself, how I'm like those stars.  I look the same here, but my actions are different.  I smile more, laugh louder.  I hug more intensely, cry more easily.  My "comfort zone" is nearly non-existent.  I sing and dance.  I speak rapid Spanish.  I touch when I feel like it.  If the words pop into my head, I say them.  I look the same here, but my patterns are different.  This is who I really am.