The current prompt for Mrs Fever’s Summer Writing Project is ‘Space.’ What first popped into my head was Taylor Swift’s Blank Space. I decided against that because I’d rather not have lover’s name take up a blank space. Then, I thought about the movie Space Jam, but what would I write about that. So in honor of today, Independence Day, I write about a Fourth of July experience.
LOOKING INTO SPACE
I had seen beautiful images of space before. I’ve even viewed space through one of the biggest telescopes at an observatory. I was had a fascination with astronomy and outer space was something that intrigued me. Always wondering what’s really out there and amazed by the complexities of the universe.
This Fourth of July is different than all others. I’m stuck at home and most firework shows have been cancelled due to COVID-19.
I remembered one year, I was at the beach. It wasn’t crowded because it was a private beach at a resort. An old man had shown me photos of fireworks and starry skies earlier in the day. He told me to try taking them with my camera so I sat on the beach looking up at the sky. Fireworks were going off and I tried to take the photos. They wouldn’t come out because my lens was not good enough for those sorts of shots.
So instead, I just looked at the illuminated sky and wondered about all the galaxies in the universe. I wondered what it would look like if I could actually capture images of the the galaxy with my own camera.
Sitting on the beach, I thought to myself that no matter where anyone was, they were looking at the same moon. Space is still a very much unknown frontier, but yet it’s something common between all of us. Whether you live in Europe, Africa, Asia, the Pacific or in one of the Americas, we all share the same sky. Space doesn’t belong to anyone country.
THIS INDEPENDENCE DAY
Without any fireworks this year, I won’t go outside to watch the fireworks. I won’t be looking up at the night sky, but I’ll remember the years in the past in which I did. I’ll watch the firework show on TV and know that each time I do actually look at the sky, Sir looks at the same sky too. It makes it feel like he’s a little less far from me. Knowing that we look at the same moon, makes me feel a bit closer to him even know he’s a million miles away. My space is also his space.
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