By the way, as I was walking home late last night and singing to myself, the sky was clear enough to see (some of) the stars, which--thanks to light pollution, smog, and cloudiness--doesn't happen too often here in Toronto (or certainly not often enough). (One of the very few things I miss about Winnipeg is the sky.) I spotted Orion's Belt and as I savoured the view a shooting star suddenly winked at me and I was so surprised I stopped in my tracks and stopped breathing and singing and my mind raced to quickly make a wish and then I remembered about breathing and then started to just cry as I recovered from the shock and joy of being prompted to ask for something and of seeing what I had accepted long ago I wouldn't be seeing again anytime soon, and certainly not while living in this city. But it happened.
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[Image description: an image of a black sky with only a few bright stars is pinned to my wall at my studio. There's a caption in white that says, "Galaxies ripped apart by rapid expansion" against the dark background. Arrows point along the edge of the page, presumably indicating expansion. Beside this image is a long piece of red painter's tape to which several cut-outs of text are adhered, too out of focus to really read.]