with wings, restless

By rosa

after fifty tries, this is the fullest moon I can get...

I was watching an astrology program on tv today (because I'm where there is a tv and I'm drawn toward it like a hopeful sort of moth). It was all about how galaxies form and what they seem to look like. A lovely program, except that they kept comparing our portion of the milky way to the suburbs. Not being a fan of the suburbs, or of lackluster metaphors, I felt this painted a tragic picture for any lifeforms coming to being in this portion of the galaxy.

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