I was on a swing at the park. The stars glowed a fierce white, sparks in velvet. They welcomed me, thanked me. I remembered when they changed into streaks, glowing like comets. When I soared among them. I just looked onward, tears pooling in my eyes. Partly out of joy, partly of sorrow. A bittersweet smile graced my lips. I just swung gently. As I did, I remembered. The journey of a lifetime, of a millennium, of all of human history.