The Star

I was lying on my roof looking up at the night sky when I saw a far off light flickering. I thought it was an extraterrestrial signaling to me from its ship, letting me know it was coming to get and bring me home, but that it might be awhile because of the vast distances.

My dog Rexy, who can read my mind, was sitting next to me, and said, “You’re weird, but you’re not that weird.”