Catch a falling star.

Put that thing in your damn pocket. and never let it go. Last night, on my late-night drive home from work, suburb-to-city, I could have sworrrrrrrrrrn i saw a falling star. Could have been a reflection from one of the thousand car lights, but I'm goin' with my gut and saying it was INDEED a falling star. Living in the city, as opposed to the country comes with a few trade offs - Don't see too many stars here, with all those bright lights. Nonetheless, it put a smile on my face and a wish in my head. Imaginery or not, keep fallin' (or not really) little guys...