My friend gave me a gift, something he painted for me.
It is painted on glass.
He made it for me because he knows my star story. I saw my first shooting star a few years ago from the terrace where he lives. I made a wish. The following summer standing on the same terrace I told someone I saw my first shooting star "right there" and as I pointed to the spot I saw another one in the exact same place! I made the same wish.
This is the week of shooting stars. The week of San Lorenzo. I saw one last night from my terrace.