Not out in the snow, of course, because I hate the cold (and pickles. I hate cold pickles), but I've done this multiple times in the past whenever I would run the dogs outside at 2 or 3 in the morning. Staring up at the stars is not only serene, it usually left me wondering about the future and of whether or not there will be a time in the near future when I won't be able to look up and see them again. That and I spent half my life living next to a busy road. Those nights were the only quiet moments at home and I made sure to appreciate them... while one of the dogs continued to sniff the same patch of grass for fifteen minutes. What is wrong with you, dog? I got work in a few hours! Hurry up so I can get back to bed!
Oh, right. Beautiful piece, Ferroh. Six stars but I dropped one in the snow, so it only looks like five for the rating. Sorry about that.