Our House-Crosby, Stills, Nash, Young

Lost
Originally uploaded by stateofmind_77.

I am not Lost
I may wander up and down my street
But I peek into my own windows
at night...

I take my glass of Shiraz
out with a cigarette...
and gaze into the illuminated rooms

wondering...

What goes on in there?
Who lives there?
What is their story???

I have lived here for 17 years

and the light always changes

While I am out here
I spy the cute wine guy across the street
through his window
and his wife and three young kids

and realize that I was there
once
...and people run by
...and I want to run by

my HOUSE

"Such a cozy room
The windows are illuminated"
_CSNY