The first thing I saw when I went out to take pictures was a satellite. I was too late to do anything about it so I just watched it fly by. It went by slowly but I felt the need to just keep that moment the way it was. I took some pictures and through some trees, I saw a meteor plummet from the sky. It lasted a second but that too was another experience. This one was just too quick and even though I would have loved to take a picture of it, something like that may happen only once a night and trying to replicate it is nearly impossible. There’s a word for this in some language that is lost to me right now but it means to try and recreate that first moment that was the most perfect. Maybe another day.