as the years pass through me, i  am more and more mystified by how the sun continues to be so popular with my friends and their friends and acquaintances.  i don’t really have anything against the sun, per se (i even forgive it for my bout of skin cancer last year). i don’t harbor any resentment against the sun, or at least i try not to.

but considering how physically and psychically uplifted i feel once the sun sets (which is always my wake up call)… i’ve tried to have a better understanding of this beyond the fact that i am a night person, but less of a night person than i once was. maybe because the sun is wearing me me out.

i can’t remember what i was trying to tell you. oh yes. i am not one to harbor any resentment against the sun. it just sometimes annoys me that i have to wait for the sun to set before i can find the less visible stars. the sun has this way of obscuring them, of drowning out their voices. the voices that are most needed to be heard.

and these less visible stars are the ones that are the most interesting to me, the ones i wish i could get to know better. the ones i might be able to get to know better were the sun not so insistent upon calling attention to itself, day after day.

and if i am feeling this way, i can only imagine how those less visible stars must be feeling.