Today, as I was heading home, I had a severe neck pain from standing all day. To ease the pain, I involuntarily tilted my head towards the sky and realized how much I missed the stars. How much I longed to watch the sky.
The last vivid image of a starry sky away from the city I have in my mind is from a night when my family and I, along with the late uncle, were near “Qinargeh” in Ardabil. The entire sky was filled with small and large stars, and I also recall a blurry image of the Milky Way.
I miss the simplicity of those days.
