Francis and the Lights

I only have one song of theirs, 'Darling, it's Alright'. It has a distinct 80's sound reminiscent of Huey Lewis and the News. I dig. I have an evening to myself. Not that this is particularly special, but still, it's nice. Both my roommates have gone to bed early, and I have the living room to myself. Which will be fine until it gets dark outside and I start to feel lonely. But that is mostly the lack of sleep/The Fear talking.
It's weird to think about a day that you have known was coming, but never quite had the view point of it. Until now, now that you're close enough. You look forward to it. You are afraid of it. You want it to happen, you want it in your past, you want it perpetually in your future.
Those moments.
What to do?
Well, the only thing you can do. Raise your head up to meet the moment head-on. Stare into the future, the abyss, until it stares back. Then make the fucker blink.