Galaxies beyond number,
pirouetting across the empty vastness,
in times and distances beyond comprehension.
And in this place in the universe, on this ball of dirt and slime and air and water, thrown together, the life that you think is yours, emerged.
This incredible lump, hurtling through the depths of space, covered in life.
Miraculous and wondrous.
And then we.
We?
We make….
peak hour.
