I am clearly not a photographer.
In fact, this picture does nothing to show you what an amazing view of city lights she has. And I love city lights.
As a kid, I remember being in the backseat as my family drove into New York City. Those first few glimpses of the skyline were electric, even then. In college, the Boston skyline buzzed and the glow at the top of the Prudential building was like a lighthouse, guiding me home at night.
And years ago, we had a special spot, in "The Tower." A front row seat to downtown LA, where we'd contemplate everything from the next morning's breakfast to how we planned on changing the world.
Maybe that's it. Maybe that's my fascination with city lights. Possibility.
What is it about a city that intoxicates you?