“This is one of my favorite songs,” my dad said, glancing at me through the rear view mirror. I scrunched my eyebrows. “Really? I didn’t know synthetic pop music was your thing,” I said, cringing as a squeaky voice screeched from the stereo. He laughed. “No, it’s not. But sometimes you find music that just…understands you. You know?” I looked out of the window, sighing. “Sure.” When I was younger, I disliked car rides with my dad....

The moon glistens as all forms of life sleep under the sparkling sky. Under the dark heavens, I sit on my bed and stare out the window-wondering and dreaming. The night has come and I am finally awake. The calm atmosphere brings a sense of freedom to my life. Without the obligations of a busy day, I can easily breathe and relax. For a time, I can forget about my troubles and just think about all the little pleasures in...