New Skies
I don't care what anyone saids, no two sunsets are alike. Yesterday, the sky was clear except for the streaks of contrails creating a random decorative pattern. It made me miss shooting stars. The hustle and bustle of the city may have forced us to give up a beautiful speckled nights but in return we get the highlighted spray from planes that can be seen at least 60 miles all around every evening when the sun goes down. I don't know if it's a fair trade, but none the less I think I'm going to try to catch more sunsets.