U L T R A V I O L E T

XIX

May 22, 19—
Woah.
Just woah.
Never did I ever think one place could be so amazing. Everything here is so, so extraterrestrial. It's more amazing that I had ever imagined, and I haven't even been steered to my residence yet. My guide and I have stopped at a hotel for the night, and I'm my room there are these beautiful shooting star neon lights, and I could stay here for forever. I have been here for about two hours and I have already created so much. 5 pages in my sketchbook and ten in my poetry book. That's a monumental amount of work for me. I have never had the mindset to create that much in just one single day. It's absolutely astonishing. I'm flabbergasted. I am surrounded by half walls and half windows, and it is just so breathtaking. I have even caught myself forgetting to breathe for a few moments, getting lost in the immaculate landscape that was placed in front of my lukewarm eyes. All of the rumors I heard were right. It was perfect here. The separations and the meshing between the shades and tints of blue and purple were done to the highest degree of perfection. I don't think I could ever get tired of being here. I just want to stay up all night, staring at the beauty my eyes were lucky enough to behold. I can't wait to see what it's like when it rains or snows. I bet the clouds look like hastily spun lilac and baby blue cotton candy. I can't wait to see what the ocean looks like. The tide flowing in and out. Waves crashing calmly, but also with a sense of silent violence. I have never felt this energized to explore and create. I don't even want to sleep. My guide told me that was a problem with the ultraviolet population. Insomnia. And their most overused drug is melatonin. They just want to be able to sleep soundly for seven hours, but the average sleeping time is about two and a half hours. I was given a sleeping pill, probably packed full of pure, dreamy melatonin, and I think I'm going to take it so I can explore every nook and cranny possible during tomorrow's adventure towards the salon and my room. I think things are actually going to turn around for me here. Here's for the hope of a better tomorrow.
-a.l.r