Tonight as I stood outside my overpriced house, smoking one of the 10 cigarettes, I've reduced myself to, I noticed an aeroplane flying over at high altitude. Being a clear night, I could see the jetstream.
One hour later, the plane was long over the atlantic, but the jetstream was still in the sky. This just highlights how cold it is up there, as it had lingered. (something to do with ice particles etc.) By 12 o clock, it had started to dissapate and it was trully an amazing sight as it fell and broke up in the night sky.
How sad is this on a saturday night?
