Night Lights

I was driving home at dusk, on this road, which I travel once or twice a week, but during the day. I stopped for the red light, and there was something about the glow in the sky, the red traffic lights, and the lights under the bridge touched the "something" in me that says: "This might be a picture." I quickly grabbed the new Canon camera which I have begun to wear on my belt, and within 5 seconds snapped one frame through the windsheild. This is it.