The northern light

The northern light waved up in the sky last night in Reykjavik, it was clear, no so strong though, moved from the west to the east (or north to south) within 20 mins. That was amazing.

Woke up in the early morning, i missed my friends. i was gloomy, how to describe the feeling of this longing? The complex emotions were pined and twisted, fading and appealing. In the darkness of early morning, every pace of second from the digital clock pointed loudly in the air. i hugged myself and went back to sleep.