I like watching the sky. Especially when day turns into night and back again. And the stars. Tiny little points of light scattered across a distance so large we can't comprehend. It's beautiful, and a wonderful thought. Billions upon billions of tiny planets out there...one of them has to be able to support life.
Which then eventually leads me to wondering if there isn't other intelligent species out there in space who are pointing and laughing at us.
Vivi tells me I'm paranoid for thinking that. She's probably right.