Late night. Sometimes, there is no naritive. Sometimes, you just go to the beach to watch the moon reflect in the waves. Sometimes, you make a new smol skunk friend.
Sometimes you've saved up enough energy to just pretend things are normal for half an hour. And the moon and the weather and the trash friends just play along with you.

I like the lights, even if it didn't turn out

Same restaurant as the first photo

Same restaurant as the first photo

Same restaurant as first photo, the lights are pretty to look at, but I can't make them work

Bench outside a realtor

Bench outside a realtor

Same realtor, but the lighting washed out the flowers

This is the photo I wanted, the lighting is nice and I really like the shutters a lot

Same realtor

Same realtor, pretending I'm in a slasher movie

Same realtor, more slasher

Would it surprise you to learn I have a favourite street light?

Would it surprise you to learn I have a favourite street light?

I'm really excited about my favourite steetlight