Ms. Highness

So Ms. Highness went back home last nite, high as high can be, feeling like the world belonged to her, like for once in her life she was living it up! On to the world wide web she went, leaving traces on her post alchohol expedition with typo errors and meaningless conversation. She takes stock of her life so far and hopes that after the happy stupor fades in the morning, life will not go back to its original boring routine. She hopes that it will somehow find meaning, that life will somehow show her what living is really all about. She hopes. She prays. And in the morning she wakes up to another new day, last night's promises lingering in the air.