addiction

before, the sky was where rain and sunshine came from, and the sun and moon had these eclipse thingies every once in a while. all the stars pretty much looked the same. i rarely took notice of anything up there.

now, my obsession has instilled a vast sense of duty, pride, and shared ownership toward the sky. a part of me is always conscious of it. like i'm responsible for the entire dome's upkeep, inspection, and promotion. i'm aware of the radec grid, moon, planets, bright stars, constellations, and many deepsky treasures' positions above and below the horizon, day or night, indoors or outdoors. ghostly red finder dots are superimposed among the stars, landmarks of repeatedly drawing a bead on the otherwise invisible wonders littering the nightsky.
and these are just the involuntary effects.

all this because i wanted to show a girl the star i had 'bought' for her (but that's another story).

stargazing can be a powerful drug. be careful what you ask for.

peace, stephen.

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