Music in dark bedrooms always makes me feel like high school
My fiancé finally got his new I-pod yesterday. Sexy little song box. Last night we lay side-by-side on our backs in the dark, the soft glow of the I-pod’s LCD the only light in the room. He put one of the buds in my ear and while he played solitaire, I listened contentedly to “Ziggy Stardust” and watched the highway high beams make the bald tree skeleton silhouettes dance lazily across the ceiling.