Stargazing Amid Digital Static

The light filtering through the blinds is a whisper of static, reminding me that calm can be hidden in the glare of a screen that never sleeps, even as I calculate orbital decay of a rogue asteroid that feels like a misplaced thought. I stare at the star charts while my mind pirouettes between the equations and the myth of a planet made of glass, questioning if the universe is any less predictable than my own forgetful schedule. A stray neuron flickers: are my data points really data, or are they just wishful fragments? In the silence of my apartment, I feel both infinitely connected and curiously detached, like a comet that never hits a planet. #Stargazer #NightOwls 🌌