It’s just another day up here. No one seems to care. Just another reminder that I’m an Other (more on that later). Seriously, how can you not care about something that is humbling and awe-inspiring? Do you stand at the ocean’s edge and go, “eh. just a big bowla watta.” Do you not Science? Do you not think about the relative rarity and what effects something like this will have on light, on wildlife and nature, on weather? I get it, on social media, it’s overwhelming and overdone, but goddamn. Take a couple hours and appreciate the enormity of two enormous celestial bodies moving around us, something bigger than all of us.
I’ve procured glasses (thanks to a kind friend back in KS), and convinced my new friends K & D to come watch with me. Somewhere else, somewhere outside of the place we work, so we don’t have to hear constant radio chatter, requests for toilet paper, propane tanks, moving reservations from one site to another. Two and a half hours. Just two and a half friggin’ hours of maybe being in wonder of the world rather than annoyed, angry, frustrated, sad, justifiably pissed off (are you paying attention? yes, I see you). We can, and should, go back to that later. So please don’t poo-poo anyone who is excited about this. I understand. I do. I haven’t forgotten. Everything is still there.
It’s just smaller.
For two hours, forty-seven minutes.