We left Multi-Cultural Night an hour early for a little adventure. I drove down a winding, dark road that I used to be scared of, to a pretty place that used to mean something. The road was closed off for the night, so instead of a left we took a right at the light and headed away from those memories that they were working so hard to reconstruct. For the first time in a long time we drove aimlessly, lost in thought. We’re happy.
On our way home, we couldn’t help but notice the perfectly positioned stars in the sky. We are so insignificant in this vast universe, our problems so trivial.