Stars
I've been thinking a lot lately about stars. From the time I was little, I would look up in the night sky, full of wonder and amazement at the small white dots shining there. It was breathtaking and humbling to discover that these dots were spectacular explosions, frozen in space at distances I couldn't even begin to understand. In a way, stars provide fantastic connections. It makes me feel stitched together with humanity as I realize that I look up at the same night sky that Albert Einstein and Abraham Lincoln and Pocahontas looked up at. I think about the billions of people who have taken a glance up at the stars and felt, like me, that they aren't alone. That the same solace I feel from the polka-dots above me has been felt by people I will never know. It's an incredible feeling. But at the same time, the stars remind me how little I am. That when I glance up at them, their light comes from trillions and trillions of miles away. And I remember that even the...