CITY
I remember being young and seeing lots of stars when I looked out into the sky. It seems like every day after that they became less and less visible. Living in the city, the stars don't even seem real. We slept under the stars tonight, briefly. There is a park with a large hill on it about a block away where we went to stargaze. Nice, though chilly, and dewy, and the sky being rather barren. Memories seemed to flood me while laying there half awake. When I go up north, I seem to dream way harder.