All those pretty lights

I love meteor showers.

According to NASA theres one tonight called the Lyrid meteor shower and its at it's peak right now. It happens every once-a-year.

I'm currently sitting on their website, http://news.cnet.com/8301-11386_3-57580856-76/nasa-to-webcast-lyrid-meteor-shower-monday-night/

Waiting to see a pretty little meteor shine across the sky.

Last summer was the first time I ever saw a shooting star. I was actually on my way home from hanging out with some random friends who I never really hung out with and I spotted it on the drive home.

I spent the rest of the night (I think I stayed up until like 3am...) laying on my deck with a pillow and a blanket just staring up at the stars.

It was a wonderful night, and I remember I did a lot of really good thinking. I have no idea what the heck I was thinking about, but I remember it was some of the best I've ever done.

I know I have a psych exam tomorrow morning, but I'm seriously considering going and laying on my deck for a couple hours after everyone else goes to bed tonight just so I can lay there and stare at the stars.

I don't know what it is about about space that's always intrigued me. I feel like at some point it catches everyones attention because it's just so big and wide and unknown. I feel so miniscule and insignifcant when I'm looking up at it; and all of a sudden, all of my probelms feel so irrelevant. 

I love that feeling.