Now if you think this was my thought process at the time I witnessed the event on my way home from work, well you would be mistaken or just don’t know me very well, yet, hopefully. But I digress, what I mean to say is while I do love the curious nature of my brain and the wonderment of all things confusing in the simplest form, I was just in awe. After a long day of the mundane and trivialities I was left with something amazing.
Here is where I go on a rant. If anyone can look at a Shooting Star and not be amazed, they fail to appreciate what they are seeing. No less than the spectacularly fiery end to something that has been traveling around in space for well, longer than most anyone on this rock truly understands. Now all is not lost possibly, some of these meteorites actually survive their collision with our little planets atmosphere and make landfall on the surface of ye old Earth for us little earthlings to find perhaps. Now if it was me I would naturally look at it and start to think of some crazy story, which I believe is a good thing.
Besides the academic meaning, the uninspired view, the inspired view of this event or the greater cosmic meaning behind my encounter. I, in my most child-like state…made a wish. Yes I made a wish upon a star, a shooting star. It was my right and I call dibs. It didn’t take me but a nanosecond to think of something…and I said it aloud, with no one around to hear my wish. And I will not tell you my wish because I am somewhat superstitious and I want it to come true. So the next time you see a Shooting or a Falling Star, take time to wonder, to imagine and to dare to wish for something just as amazing as what you just witnessed.