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Starry Skies

  • Amy Rasmussen
  • 1. mar. 2019
  • 2 min læsning

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She laid there in the hot water in the mountains. Only a few artificial lights glowing from the huts a few hundred meters behind them. It was just the two of them. The natural hot pool kept them warm and fought off the cold night air. She looked up at the night sky. She'd been keeping close watch over a star that had just descended over a mountain top. The sky was moving. They were moving and yet completely still. She found his hand in the water and they smiled at each other. She closed her eyes for a bit and took a deep breath. As she exhaled she opened her eyes and tried to find constellations she'd learned about as kid. The more intensely she looked at the enormous dark sky, the more a heavy feeling built up inside her. "Looking at the stars.. It makes you feel so small. Like everything we do is so insignificant." she said. "I agree." he responded calmly. "It's nice." he added. "Nice?" she questioned and looked at him. "It's terrifying." she continued. "What? No, it's beautiful. It's like a kind of forgiveness. No matter what you do it doesn't matter in the great schemes of things because we're just creatures on a planet that revolves around a huge fire ball." "Yeah, so we might as well just kill ourselves, cause nothing matters. We're nothing." she said and felt herself tear up a little. "I don't think you're supposed to see it that way." he said concerned and squeezed her hand to make her look at him again. "Supposed to..." she said, "sometimes people don't think the way they're 'supposed' to." she said annoyed still looking at the sky, ignoring his gaze. "Honey, is this how you feel when you look at the night sky? That you don't matter?" he sat up straighter but scooched under the water again as the freezing night air grabbed hold of his shoulders. "I don't know. I just find it extremely depressing looking at stars. Cause I'm a star and they remind it's not all about me, you know?" she said jokingly and flipped her hair to emphasise her sarcasm. "Don't fight this off with a joke, babe." he said and went quiet. "I'm sorry." she said. "It's just how I feel." He didn't answer for a bit. "What if you look at it like a miracle? For some strange reason we're here-" she interrupted him: "Evolution is the reason." "Yeah, yeah, but you know what I mean. Before evolution. We're here for no reason at all. Isn't that amazing?" "It's also still terrifying." "Depends on how you look at it, I guess." he said and put his arm around her. "I think it's pretty okay right now."

 
 
 

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