I'm sitting in my car on the way to the Atlanta airport about to board a flight to Maine, and all I can think about is the feeling I get while seeing a downtown city in the dark just before the sun comes up. The quietness, the blurred lights of the cars whizzing past, the pretty colors of the tall buildings all lit up. I feel small compared to the buildings, and I think about how it is quiet now. But when the sun comes up and people go back to work the quietness will fade and the lights will no longer be beautiful to look at but rather annoying as they are now a sign of rush and traffic. In my opinion, lights have the ability to mesmerize and inspire people; whether it's the lights of the buildings at dark, the lamp on your desk as you sit there trying to come up with a topic for your essay that you've just now started or the lights on the Christmas tree that give you flashbacks of your childhood when you had no worries and were endlessly happy. Lights power the soul.

As I'm sitting in the car watching all of the other cars pass by and I can only see their headlights because of the darkness around us, I am reminded of how many people there are on this Earth. Every person has their own story and own life with the troubles and heartbreaks along the way, but when it's dark outside, that all seems to go away and people are just simply equals. They are just a bunch of people driving to different places, but in the flow of traffic they are seemingly all going the same way. The nighttime, with lights all around you, makes you forget all of your troubles before the morning pain strikes again, but for a moment you are okay and feel safe. Lights are what captivate you, don't underestimate them.