March 2, 2009

The night is chilly and boasts a clear sky. Stars twinkle. City lights not a factor. Taking in the whole picture instead of individual star by individual star, Orion's Belt appears. The moon is a tiny sliver shedding little light, allowing the stars appear even brighter. Looking up long enough it is obvious that the world is round. There are no edges, no clear horizon; only black speckled with shimmers insisting the world is a sphere things live inside.