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Peregrine propensity.

There are certain things that I actually get pretty excited about. Things that happen outside, mostly. Both outside of my sphere of comfort and outside of my control. Anyone's control, really. Like sunrises. Normal weather phenomena. It's awesome. But also, I get excited about eclipses. And I was really excited about the lunar eclipse that was supposed to happen.

Until I went outside.

The fog and cloud cover was so dense that you couldn't see the moon before the eclipse. And even when the moon was eclipsed lunarily, an event which I can neither confirm nor deny actually transpired, there was so much light from everything ever that you couldn't tell it was the darkest night in 456 years.

That's something I could've gotten pretty excited about.

I wish I were back in New Mexico, almost. Or Arizona. Standing outside in the dark craning my head back to stare the stars. I've never seen such unadulterated expanses of night sky until or since then. Thens. Those times. I want to be back out there in the middle of nowhere. Not walking down abandoned neighborhoods around campus. I don't want to go home. Just somewhere else. Anywhere. To the aquarium, desperately. Or anywhere, desperately, I guess.

I'm not terribly picky.

Helping them move all of their things into the van today didn't help relieve that feeling particularly well. I'd like to pack all of my things up and drive into the sunset. Oh well. Maybe one of these days I will. But probably not. It wouldn't be responsible or mature. Apparently it's real good to be one or both of those things.

What a nice break this is.

Comments

Carolynn said…
Out of all the sweet language here I feel bad singling out the title of this post, but it is really cool.

Also I remember this night, it was a major bummer. You couldn't see anything.

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