How the light you're seeing is really ancient light traveling as quickly as it can from a now long dead star? Which means that when you look at the stars, in all their iridescent beauty, you're really looking into the past?
Because I do.
I think I want to be like a star. I want to shine so brightly that I light up the dark nights of those around me long after I'm gone. I want to light the way for others now and after I move on from this life. I want to be remembered.
I want to leave an impact so great that I do not, can not, fade into oblivion.
