There are a lot of things I miss, a lot of places to see again, moments I want to go back to. But there's one moment in particular (or rather, a set of moments) that I miss right now.

At the time, it may have seemed like an inconvenience, or a burden, because back then, when I didn't have a license, nor did any of my friends, and whenever I went to hang out on bay farm, I had to memorize the bus schedules, and either make it back before 12:32 (The last running bus) or be forced to make the walk to the main island. Needless to say, I've missed the narrow window of time more than once. Luckily, there were several times when my good friend Marc was there to act as late night companion, whether it was walking with me back to the main island, or waiting at the bus stop to shoot the breeze.
Marc, being the music guru he is, lent notice to me of a lot of great music during these times as well, Joseph Arthur, Joshua Radin, and the like. It's the song I'm listening to right now, Joseph Arthur's "In the Sun", that triggered this specific thought.

Sometimes we even chose to forgo the wait at the bus stop to take the long walk through the chilly but refreshing night air, which gave us time to vent, lift a weight off our chest, or just reflect. The stuff we went through at the time, whether is was girl troubles, college worries, or just worries in general, were let off during these late-night excursions. I remember once, I even walked around the entire island of Bay Farm (Some 3 miles I think?) with Marc and Matt, just talking.

Nothing in the world was more satisfying to me than walking around an abandoned, glowing city.
Even with a camera, a photograph couldn't have captured all the sights I was seeing, the senses I was feeling.

"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."

I agree, I think the closest I can get back those memories is through music.






That’s where I want to be at this moment. Standing under the streetlights, at a bus stop, with a friend.