"Where do you live?" she asked.
"Under the Milky Way" I replied.
Did you see it the other night - the Milky Way? A path of candles meandering across an inky curtain. Some strong, some young, some twinkling and giggling I'm sure. So beautiful. Step outside your cocoon one clear night and look up. They're waiting for us to notice them, to marvel at their silent beauty. When you're under the Milky Way.