History
Today is the first time in something like 456 years that a lunar eclipse will take place on winter solstice.
Everyone I know is watching it, and marveling at how amazing it is to be able to witness history. Me? I'm sitting inside my residential apartment, eating parties and reading fanfiction because it's not like I'll be able to see the moon anyhow. None of my windows face that way.
But even if it's just me being bitter, I have to wonder- what's really to see? No one will look back on tonight fondly and smile. Say things like "I was there..." In 2090 when the next eclipse happens, children won't smile and say "My grandma was there for the last one." Because really, it's not that important. Not historical in the least. In my point of view it just makes me feel cozy. It makes me want to curl up with some hot chocolate, because I know that it will happen again. In 2090 there will be another lunar eclipse. And even if no ones around to see it, the earth will keep turning. And that, that everyday certainty is what I love.
Everyone I know is watching it, and marveling at how amazing it is to be able to witness history. Me? I'm sitting inside my residential apartment, eating parties and reading fanfiction because it's not like I'll be able to see the moon anyhow. None of my windows face that way.
But even if it's just me being bitter, I have to wonder- what's really to see? No one will look back on tonight fondly and smile. Say things like "I was there..." In 2090 when the next eclipse happens, children won't smile and say "My grandma was there for the last one." Because really, it's not that important. Not historical in the least. In my point of view it just makes me feel cozy. It makes me want to curl up with some hot chocolate, because I know that it will happen again. In 2090 there will be another lunar eclipse. And even if no ones around to see it, the earth will keep turning. And that, that everyday certainty is what I love.