I kept thinking someone was coming up the driveway, with the weird white light at the end of it. People often use our driveway to turn around, or… was it my landlord coming home? I stopped twice, and then hesitated again at the end of the drive, but there was no car coming. I backed all the way out of the driveway and sat there in my car, dumbfounded, in the pool of light. Looked at my hands in the light, looked at the steering wheel in the light. Backed down the street a few feet, rolled down the window, stuck my head out and discovered that NEW STREETLIGHTS HAVE REPLACED THE LONG TERM BROKEN ONES ON MY DETROIT BLOCK.