Kind of a wonderful thing

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My parents live on the fringes of the middle of nowhere.

A couple nights ago, I took the dog out for a walk, looked up, and saw the Milky Way for the first time in years. So many stars, so many, and they seemed so close, and looking at them I could understand why thousands of years ago people told stories about men and women changed into stars, and why today we tell stories about people lucky enough to travel through them.

Then, somewhere in the neighborhood of Venus, I saw a shooting star.

And that was kind of a wonderful thing.

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In other news: To come back to the prosaic, I have an account over at Twitter. slian_martreb tugged me over the cliff face.

Oh! And I had my preview of the_oscar_cat's reading of the kissing ficlet I posted over at sheafrotherdon's LJ, and she makes it poetry. I can't wait to hear the rest.

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[yellowvalley.livejournal.com]

Yeah. A couple months after I got there, a guy moved in next door with binoculars. It was amazing what you could see with just regular binoculars on a clear night.

Almost every night that I got off late, I didn't enter the dorms until I saw at least one shooting star. The longest I waited was thirty minutes. :)