Perspective

A few days ago, cast in a crisp blue morning sky, I saw a beautiful array of vapor trails. They were not the typical Xs like the ones my mom says are my father blowing her kisses from heaven. These formed a web. South to North arcs intersected others running West to East. An unintentional masterpiece created by the nearby UPS hub.

At night, gold man-made meteors skate across the horizon amongst stars and planets, casting eerie glows when piercing clouds. Awesome, really.

A few years ago, when I lived much closer to the hub, that same fleet would rock the late night and early morning skies, disturbing my peace or waking me from sleep. Piece of something, I thought. Definitely not masterpiece. Awesome, really.