The stars have never made me feel small. Billions of blinking bright lights. More stars than there were leaves on earth, blowing in the wind. I always wondered, How could they make a person feel little? Or why? The stars never made me feel small. But— When I saw those people — Strangers — sitting at the edge of their deck, knees pressed up against their chest? When I saw them chatting, their dog playing at a not-so-far-away distance trustingly ignored? I certainly feel smaller now.
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