The memory cheats, but I think I’m recalling this correctly.
Back when I was in college at Mizzou in Columbia, Missouri (go Tigers), my friend Lynden and I took a drive from Columbia to Bonner Springs, Kansas, to go to a Renaissance Faire. I don’t remember much about the faire itself—costumes, high temperatures, giant turkey legs—but what I do remember is the drive back. It was nighttime, and the odometer on his VW Rabbit turned over 90,000 miles, and Lynden was quite pleased that his little car had gone that far. We pulled over on the side of the highway and Lynden got out and gave a cheer, fists to the sky, “Woo hoo!” and all that.
He was a very high-on-life kind of guy.
It was a clear night and we were in the middle of nowhere, and after he was done with his celebratory dance, I told him to look up.
Every once in a while, I need a reminder of how lucky I am to live here on this planet. A friend posted a link to this video today, and there was my reminder. (Watch it fullscreen in HD if you can.)