Piano Man: You can see the whole world from here.
Brother: He means the universe.
Piano Man: No, I mean the world. You can see the whole world from here.
Texas Love: I dig it. The world.
Bookworm: Didn’t I tell you the driveway is the best place to see the sky?
Piano Man: I can’t believe you have this view every night.
Bookworm: I’ve been taking it for granted.
Brother: We all do. But the view is almost perfect. Except for this big-ass building blocking Cassiopeia.
Bookworm: I used to live there. All my life until I was fourteen.
Texas Love: It seems like a nice place.
Bookworm: I used to climb up to the roof and watch the sky with my friends. They’d throw rocks at my window -- that window right there -- to get my attention.
Piano Man: I didn’t know people really did that. That’s awesome.
Bookworm: I took it for granted.
Brother: All those stars up there. Most of them are already dead, we just can’t see it yet.
Piano Man: Light years and red giants and shit. It makes me feel so insignificant. I fucking love it.
Texas Love: It’s all so beautiful, and it probably doesn’t even exist anymore. What does that say about us? Right now, admiring something from a distance that might not even be there.
Brother: We’re human. We’ll always see what we want to.
Bookworm: It's all rooted in astronomy. We’re in a world created by the stars, but they could've died before we were even conceived. I can’t tell if that’s morbid.
Texas Love: It’s just how it is. It’s life.
Piano Man: And it’s fucking great.
Brother: And it’ll always make me think of this, right here, right now.
Bookworm: I take it for granted.
1 comment:
These are great character names for a novel. Until a quarter of the way through I thought they were entirely fictional! Definitely a good read though ;)
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