To be walking and to suddenly look at the sky and actually see stars in 2011 is a special event. By stars I don’t mean a couple of them scattered across the sky like pebbles on a sidewalk, but hundreds of them in a sky painted dark blue. It’s a feeling and a sight I’d forgotten. In bigger cities the lights we create are so bright that we can’t see the lights up there. Big cities made the person that I am and the person that I am loves small towns so much more. You might not stay in them forever, these small towns, but these small towns stay in you forever.
The world with all its ways is complicated but sometimes it’s just plain beautiful.
I should run away from normal life more often.