Those holes in the sky that form perfect little storybook pictures.
I obviously have a fetish. (And no, not the creepy psychological meaning; I mean the one that means "any object, idea, etc., eliciting unquestioning reverence, respect, or devotion.")
Unquestioning devotion? Yeeeahss... that's me.
I'm actually,
kind of,
obsessed.
I don't even know why.
I guess I just like the idea that even though there are all these points of light which are seemingly exact replicas of each other, you come to realize that they are each a different size and at a different level in the universe. Yet each has the capacity to contribute light to the world.
And when they are arranged in just the right way, together they tell
the most beautiful stories.
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