It’s early for a weekend. The dogs have been let out to relieve themselves and my wife has triumphed over another middle-of-the-night-blow-out diaper. My youngest daughter, Echo, sits in my lap as I write this. She is mesmerized by the screen but not tired enough to go back to sleep. Stephanie snores next to me unaware of my twitching fingers.
My thoughts turn to the stars I was gazing at a few moments ago, and I wonder where we all fit in this infinite universe