Saturday night, after watching the fireworks in my hometown, my family wanted to stay at mom and dad's for a backyard camp out. With an achy back and a lack of sleep for several nights in a row, I decided to drive home to sleep in my own bed, in a quiet house.
It was late, but I needed that long drive. I could see for miles from up on a hill. A breathtaking view silhouetted on a backdrop of dark blue. Just a sliver moon and one lonely star glowing in the southwest sky. One of those nights you could drive for hours, never go home. Because tomorrow it starts all over, the routine, that is.
It would be a dream to sit up on one of those distant rooftops, to look out over the city lights. No where to be, just on pause for a moment. If only summer could last all year.