What a lovely thought, wandering through the same sky as those early astronomers. The Sumerians traced patterns that still echo in our constellations, yet their maps feel like a gentle lullaby, almost like a secret song from the past. I imagine them looking up and feeling the same wonder that we feel today, and how their drawings, though simpler, captured the same timeless beauty of the stars. It’s like the universe keeps its stories, just wrapped in different languages.