Star light, star bright

Every wish I've ever made upon a star has come true, a fact which tells you more about the modesty of my wishes than about the nature of my beliefs. Wishing upon stars is wholly frivolous pursuit, and yet one I take surprisingly seriously. I attribute it to the brief walk I used to make late at nights from the bus stop to my house, back when I was at university (so very long ago). About 15 miles outside of Edinburgh it wasn't quite far enough away to escape the light pollution completely, but the constellations were visible enough on clear nights (though I could only identify Orion with any certainty). Back then it was probably the only time I really spent looking at the night sky. I looked up at the stars, contemplating them and occasionally wishing upon them.

Tonight, for the first time in a long while, I made a wish on a star - though it may very well have been Venus - and the outcome is uncertain. I hope it comes true, but only time will tell...