An Impasta

Dear Stranger,

This is my sixth attempt. My wastebasket is starting to become full, and I fear the trees will soon start a mutiny. Anyways, have you looked at the stars lately? I imagine if everyone looked at the stars every night, many people would live differently. They are a constant reminder that I'm not the only one in the world. I feel as if I am part of something larger and it makes my own anger, resentment, and my petty problems so insignificant. Because I know that when I look up at the universe, billions of people see exactly the same thing I do. I guess that is one of the only constants throughout the entire world. Just that helps me to forgive, love, and put others first. I may not always succeed but I tried. My friend told me once that the only person I should try to be better than was the person I was the day before. That's why I love space so much. Nothing brings greater humility.

- To infinity and beyond.

Ps: What do you call a fake noodle?

An Impasta :)