What if my own flesh is suburban sprawl?

You could see the stars so clearly as I was walking home from the train station tonight!!!!!!! It was beautiful and amazing. I haven’t seen them like that in the city in so long. I realised how beautiful the church steeple is too, against a blanket of stars. Might go sketch/paint it sometime this week. It’s funny how we can become blind to things as we become used to them. I went to preschool in that Church, and I think I could navigate it blindfolded even after all this time, yet it felt like I hadn’t looked at it properly for ten years when I passed it by tonight.

I hope I never become like that with people, or other things in my life.

Goodnight!