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I have made many of my life’s greatest decisions while looking at the stars. There’s something indescribably intimate about starring into infinite space and time.

As I stepped outside tonight, the sky’s incapturable beauty left me speechless once again. The air was crisp but not cold. The stars shone boldly through patchwork clouds as the moon flitted between furoughed wisps on the horizon. Steadily it rose, breaking through the haze and illuminating all with greater zeal than has any moon heretofore.

Silver linings swirled like ribbons as stars danced in a deeper hall.

And in that moment of infinite, illuminated splendor…

I knew.

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