Write about something that is or being: among the stars.
So I've got another theme week in the works. Not sure when I'm going to start it, but I'll likely save it until next Monday unless the timing works out better for another day.
Taking the car up to Penticton tomorrow afternoon to finally get the ignition replaced. GM sent out recall notices... I don't even remember when we got our first one. April? Anyway, they admitted there was a defect in their ignition switches but parts weren't currently available. Then parts started becoming available to order so I called the GM dealer in Penticton and had to wait until the parts came in.
They called me back on Monday (which was about a month later than they said it would be in) so I booked an appointment for tomorrow. I'd say it'll be nice to finally have it taken care of... except since then I've received another recall notice for a different issue and you'll never imagine it... but the parts aren't available for that either.
So I guess I'll be going through this again in another... oh, six months or so.
Some might say that I am overshadowed by my sparkling companions. That I will never have songs or poems or stories written about me, that no heartbroken lover will ever beg me for favors.
I am okay with this. All of this. For I know the truth.
It is not a complicated one. In fact, I would say it is quite obvious. So obvious, even, that I suspect everyone knows it... though they may not be aware of it.
For, quite simply, without me, those brilliant, shining lights would garner no fame, no glory, no adoration. Men, women, children... none of them would gaze upward during the night in order to find constellations, comets, meaning... if it were not for me.
I find easy comfort in this knowledge. I know my place in the universe, which is more than most can say.
For I am the background, the foundation, the blackness between the stars.