I spend a lot of nights looking out of my window at the city. The lights are beautiful. They flicker and dance all over the streets and skyline. Their glow ignites my soul. I can feel the desire to explore them in my bones. Every golden orb holds the light to an unwritten story. I sometimes wonder what each little glow is casting itself upon. A first kiss? A car engine roaring to life? A couple realizing that they’ve met their soul mate as they walk along the sidewalk with hands intertwined? All these lights give me hope. They give me a sense of inspiration. They give me a sense of wonder. They give me the desire to explore. I won’t stop until i write a story under every single one of them.