tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13320839.post3516879627968445480..comments2024-03-07T21:33:43.716-05:00Comments on Rojonekku: TH3 P4TH T0 B31NG D1RTG0D'S...Raven Mackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00777849609532782535noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13320839.post-37017529374958051382020-06-15T14:33:59.827-04:002020-06-15T14:33:59.827-04:00Driving backroads home from wherever, I see orange...Driving backroads home from wherever, I see orange windows glowing like stronger fires on certain houses. Far from home, I imagine stopping there but know that would disrupt what glow is going on inside with fright. Tried one time in California after making it 16 hours down a mountain on E, stopped at a house roadside with a light like this in the hopes they'd tell me where town or gas was, but was answered by a gun. Amazing what you can do on E when threatened. Sadly when I make it home past orange glowing windows like that one, I meet the orange glow of my street's light and always to darkness inside. Too cash strapped to leave a light on, too worried about an electrical fire from my old lamps, cords from 1979. This is a lovely picture you've captured in image and words. Warms my hope somehow.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com