excited to see falling stars. It is a disruptive game between hope, chance and beauty. The game is won when all three occur simultaneously and the reward is a feeling of euphoria so short, you always need to see one more, hopefully another.
Tonight I will put my hands on my belly (as as touching the sky) and lying to wait the time comes. Think hard: "falling, falling like a star" until you feel the blow. Then steal one by one all the stars so you never run out of this beautiful game.
Illustration: Graham Franciose
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