Took my two fur kids out tonight and let them do their thing. I sat in a lawn chair and looked at the grass reflecting the porch light. Little pinpoints of dew-light that looked like stars. I looked up and imagined the other pinpoints of light that were hidden behind the dark clouds. Two reminders of the infinite that my human brain could only acknowledge, but never understand. I knew that I could die at that moment and be grateful that I had existed in a form capable of knowing that I was part of that infinity, however small and insignificant.
