Where: Saturday, February 5th, evening, approximately 7pm, walking north towards the high-risers.
Objective Description: I see a line of street lamps in the distance by the intramural fields. There is much fog.
Subjective Description: Everything seems muted. The light sources are distinct and intense, but around them there are halos that seem to melt into the sky. The line of lights disappears into the foggy night – it invites the supposition that it is perpetual. Each source of light is individual, but part of a single form that stretches out of sight. The structures of the lamp-posts are not visible in the fog, and therefore, the lamps with their halos seem to float unsupported in the sky – as if held aloft by magic, or as though they were large stars low over earth.