Aliens

 

My favorite childhood memories are when we would finally arrive home. When we would get out of the car in the night and breathe in the cool air. When you would look up, with childlike wonder and the knowledge of an astronomer, a philosopher, and explain to me the stars, but also revel in their beauty and mystery.

They were home, the stars, the star beings, always leading you home, always leading me home, in their darkness and brightness.

Thank you daddy, for connecting me with the sky, the vastness, the void...