Lights

The rain had just stopped and the night air was cool and refreshing. A figure could be seen standing at the balcony, with her arms folded and resting upon the railing, leaning on it to enjoy the breeze and the night view of the beautiful city. The city itself was a light show, a spectacular display of neon and imaginative ideas, enough to rival that of Las Vegas. She could observe the entire city from where she stood, for her apartment unit was on the 23rd floor of the building. She could see that traffic was slow that night and impatient drivers were honking at one another. She sighed knowing that with the current traffic conditions, there’s no way she could go out shopping and she was stuck at home with absolutely nothing to do.

She glanced at her wrist watch, it was only 8.30pm. What was she to do? It was certainly still too early for bed, even for a sleepyhead such as herself. She continued her little observation and allowed her mind to wander as she drifts off to a not so distant memory.