The night draws out -- as if still yearning to linger... but a star will burst forth and morning will quickly break. We linger in dawn-dim rooms, silently contemplating our fate... Our lives seem so minute, so limited compared to the ever-lasting cosmos. We seem staid -- and yet, our hearts are not that way. We need merely to step out upon the great expanse -- need only take that first step, and the eternal essence will receive us.
I am very sad today, 6/14, Addy. I miss my sister...