Sometimes I need to feel small. Like everything about me and my life is just a tiny speck in the grand scheme of the universe and that really, I’m rather insignificant. It’s simultaneously comforting and extremely lonely. Whenever I see stars, a brilliant moon, clouds carrying on as usual, all under the shroud of darkness, it prompts me to this type of thinking. It’s a cathartic experience I crave year-round. Those times are few and far between since we live in New York City and are surrounded by “light pollution” but I spent so many summer nights as a teenager staring at the night sky that I don’t think I can ever forget what it looks like when the sky is covered in twinkling stars. It’s magical.
Have you seen any stunning night skies lately? The other night, every person I followed on Instagram that happened to live in the Bay area shared a picture of the most beautiful sunset. I loved it.
P.S. This photo is of the Milky Way over the New Mexico desert. I have never seen such a brilliant night sky as when I was in the Sandia Mountains near Albuquerque two years ago. It was absolutely beautiful.