Night Sky: A Short Story

I hadn’t realized it at the time, but because of that moment, my life would change for the better. It wouldn 't hit me for a while that because of what I saw, I would see the world in an entirely new perspective than what I had before. It was a defining moment, looking through that cylindrical time machine we humans call a telescope, showing me in the blackness of space more than any teacher had, or could have. I felt like something drove me that brisk night. Bringing me to do something that I normally never would have done, which was to brave the winter weather to stare at some points in the sky. But of course I never look back on it with negative thoughts. That was in essence, the life altering moment that would set me on a path to become

With my face glued to my telescope, there was nothing that could distract me from my search of a significant shimmering dot on the blank canvas that was the night sky. My mind was set on this thought, I’ve already spent so long out here in the cold, I wasn’t leaving with nothing, which lucky kept me going ( either that, or I was frozen to the ground ). While panning across the sky, my back hunched over, peering through a hole about the size of penny, I marveled at the fact that each of those dots is possibly older than our own sun by millennia, or eons. I thought that somewhere up there, hidden amongst the sea of suns, was the much closer neighbor of Saturn, one much more magnificent than the simple dots that were in the mere background of the solar system. After almost an hour of sitting pretty much motionless on the frigid road, no amount of layers could keep me from shivering. When I say it was cold, I don’t mean there was a minor shiver with each passing breeze. It was ridiculously cold. The temperature outside was less than five, and the wind chill put in somewhere in the negatives, and it doesn’t help than the activity of observing stars has little to no movement in