Was listening to the wonderfully haunting sounds of this Norah Jones CD.
The next was thinking of the night that the sky over Jacksonville glowed red like an Aurora that had lost its way, and of the girl with green eyes that stood beside me watching it.
We looked at that strange crimson wash through the grating of a radio tower that stood near her home for what seemed like hours. I wanted to make some sort of joke about the red light that sat at the top of that giant antennae
...but I didn't.
The next was thinking of the night that the sky over Jacksonville glowed red like an Aurora that had lost its way, and of the girl with green eyes that stood beside me watching it.
We looked at that strange crimson wash through the grating of a radio tower that stood near her home for what seemed like hours. I wanted to make some sort of joke about the red light that sat at the top of that giant antennae
...but I didn't.