When I first got here, I fell into bed about 5pm, got up once to brush my teeth, and didn’t move again until 8 the next morning. And this, my friends, is no exaggeration. So, it is no surprise that that first night I didn’t notice all the little glow in the dark stars sticky tacked onto my ceiling. There are about three-dozen, of varying sizes and ranging in color from neon yellow to pink.
It’s funny because even though they make me feel like a kid again, it’s comforting to see them glowing away as I fall asleep. When I turn out my bedside lamp, the ones directly above shed more light than those in the far corner of my room. I wonder if it counts to wish upon a star that is stuck to your ceiling? Maybe I’ll save them for emergencies. There is a fish tank in our living room that I use as a nightlight (I’m sensing a theme here) when everyone else is asleep and I need to move about. There are three kinds of fish and usually they just slowly swim around their little environment, not to concerned with anything. But this morning as I was eating breakfast, I looked over and this little goldfish, about the size of my thumb, was doing back flips. He’d wiggled back and forth, then one, two three, around and around he’d go. At first I thought he was just amusing himself (and me) but then he started to just float, barely moving his fins. I thought: maybe this is some sort of fish seizure and he is about to die. But two seconds later he was doing back flips again, and because he was still up to these shenanigans at lunch, I think it’s just his way to play.
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