Sunday, January 31, 2010


The last time I saw the skies so clear, lit up with nothing but stars, were long ago. To be exact, it was during my flight from Kuala Lumpur to Melbourne. I always choose overnight flight because I love it when I wake up from a short nap, I'll be greeted with the milky way. I've always loved how dark the skies can get and try to spot Orion's belt. Because that's my star sign and I've always believed in it. I was in the plane alone.

Then today, it struck me how bright the stars were shining. Rain drops on the oak tree were glistening under the newly repaired street lights, like a million new stars that fell from the galaxy, colliding with each other, causing explosions of glory. I was driving home, alone.