Worn out from a field hockey game earlier, I sleepily stare at the open road ahead of me while driving home around 10 o'clock. Stopped at a stop light, my hands hold the steering wheel ad my foot rests on the brake. Morrissey's captivating voice in "Girlfriend in a Coma" entertains my ears as I study the pitch black sky, the silver stars, and the crescent moon.

-Lydia