Last night
I sat on the plane, window seat like always, tunes steady streaming.
I looked out the window and just like magic, a shooting star appeared.
The night sky welcomed me back and
home, I am again.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 10:45 AM UTC
Last night
I sat on the plane, window seat like always, tunes steady streaming.
I looked out the window and just like magic, a shooting star appeared.
The night sky welcomed me back and
home, I am again.
