Ella and Clear Nights in the Country

It occurs to me that it is easier to feel both infinite and insignificant when the night is clear enough to see the Milky Way.

As much as I love the go, go, go feeling to the city, I only ever recognize my tiny place in the universe when I’m alone in the country.

And I feel like crying not because I’m happy or because I’m sad, just because I exist in this parking lot, staring at the sky, being buffeted by wind.

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