Night skyToday was sort of a slow, sad, depressed sort of day, but the skies are clear and there are stars.

... I love writing out on my balcony all skin covered and warm, looking at the ocean sky, watching people as they walk past going quickly and with purpose on their way. The cars humming busily. The trees are bare now. Ghost-like silhouettes against the sky. The winter constellations shining bright.…

--Andrea, 15, portion of a letter home from Spain