...from the backyard that will forever be the one I grew up in:
it's amazing how distinct the Little Dipper is*.
everytime I come home, I'm taken aback a bit how long it's been since the last time I saw Orion.
how cool it would be to be able to look up at the Moon and think, "there are people living up there,".
I want my life, whatever it was supposed to be, back. I wish I knew where to get it from. I blinked. I've spent my life blinking. I've missed it. I want it back.
yet, as bad as I want it, I'm still afraid to say out loud give it back. I won't take it.
(shrug)
maybe it's because I don't know what it's supposed to be.
(breath)
cities on the moon. how cool would that be?
