Moments of inspiration.

A Stroll In the Dark.

She gently closed the door, taking steps off of her porch and into the parking lot. During the day the heat had soaked into the ground, and even though the sun had set an hour ago, the warmth of the pavement was a pleasant comfort on her bare feet. With the cool breeze and the brisk night air, she didnt
think she could ever feel calmer.

A moth flew by, its white wings a bright contrast to the darkness. It seemed to almost glow as the the moon light bounced off of it.
She nearly mistook it for a petal from the cherry blossoms at the edge of the yard, but then it flapped its wings and flew back above her head, flitting off into the night.

As per usual, there were no stars out. This wasnt out of the ordinary for her, because the city lights were often too bright for the stars to be seen.

For as long as she could remember, she had lived in a smallish city somewhere in Connecticut. Though this was the scene she was used to, and she never minded it, she had many times longed to live out in the country where she could watch the glittering sky and point out her favorite constellations.

But that had yet to happen.
She had no say in where she lived as long as she was staying with her parents. She wasnt old enough yet to have her own home, but she knew that when she was she would move up, closer to Canada, and as far away from CT as possible.

Soon the lights started going out one by one, as people readied for sleep. With the lights fading, the parking lot of the apartment complex she had lived in for the last 11years of her life was quickly covered in a distinct darkness. One of which was both calming and frightening.

She took a few steps forward, stepping on a rock. Looking down, she realized that it had gotten too dark to tell what was beneath her feet. She then looked up, and there were the stars. They glittered their golden hue, and if she squinted just hard enough, she could make out the different colors of the tiny dots.

A small, soft smile curved her lips. But curiously enough, her eyes looked sad. She looked as though she were smiling at an old friend for the very last time.
Turning on her heel, she went back inside and slept peacefully through the night.