Summer has arrived. I can’t forget those summer nights at my village when I was young, looking at a bright night sky with a lot of glittering stars.
The infinite of the sky made me small, leaving my mind at a point I thought about anything and everything at the same time, braindead, stunned, relaxed.
I looked at a whole sky without paying attention to any specific star, seeing satellites crossing the sky in a “perfect” straight line. I loved those nights as much as I loved the universe although I don’t know as much I’d like about it.