Austin's Indoor Astronomy Project

Since we don't often see the actual sky around here...

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Why yes, it was that kind of day.

Shock and awwwww...

On the bus tonight (another story), I caught sight of the face of this old guy reflected in the little round mirror that's up front by the driver. He was of European descent, with unremarkable features but with sullen, tired eyes and a drooping head. I was struck by how sad he looked; like something terrible had happened. At the next stop the interior lights came on and I realized I was looking at myself. Ugh.