I walk outside and inhale the night air. It reminds me of something vast. Nothing in particular; just vastness itself. My nextdoor neighbor sits on his porch and begins a conversation with his dog; a chihuahua named Bruno. I laugh then look up at the North Star. It twinkles and sparkles so magnificently that I swear I could hear it speak eloquently. "What are you trying to tell me, North Star?" It twinkles twice then thrice. I wish I understood star language. I take one long breath then exhale very slowly. Who knows if mankind will ever truly understand the magnificence that surrounds us?
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