The bright lights of the sign for the church have shut off, they shut off at 11:05 every night.
A sign that it’s probably time to go to bed
I’ve been sleeping with my blinds open, watching the road.
Cars drive along under the orange glow of the street lights.
There are two trees lit up across the road at the park, it’s almost eerie.
I lay in my bed and watch the world go by.