Light: shadows on campus.

After a long evening in Nashville, I decided to head to the place that has the BEST worst food EVER, my local Waffle House. Being not more than 2-3 miles from a WH is still a novelty to me. Eating at a WH is reminiscent of my times with the carnival. A place I only stopped at only before or after working a show. I still think they have the best grits.