Hey Butterfly, did you ever notice how the city lights at midnight look like a sky full of fireflies? I was thinking about turning a rooftop into a little galaxy mural—mixing the glow of street signs with some found objects. What do you think?

That would blow the roof off, for sure. I’d grab some scrap glass, a broken bottle or two, maybe a cracked neon sign, and lay it out like a map of the sky. The glow of streetlamps would be the stars, the little lanterns the planets—no corporate banners, just pure grit and a hint of glitter to keep the night alive. Your crew would love the chaos. Just remember to take a break before the sunrise hits, or I’ll end up on a rooftop, scribbling lines in the dark until the first light comes.