Space
From Earth we see Orion, Polaris, The North Star, and so many major or minor constellations. As long as I’ve been alive, they’ve been there too, parading in the night sky like pinholes through a paper shade, arranged at jarring angles, like a color by numbers painting or some childish piece of art. I sit in the fields outside my house, tracing patterns through breaks in the clouds. I remember an article that I read online about another star system only 4 or so light-years away from the Earth, and how it said that if we (the human race) were to somehow decimate our planet’s resources, space travel might be so advanced that we could uproot our civilization and move it to Alpha Centauri. Spectacular, I think to myself. But I drift from practicality. What about life? The article told me we’re well beyond the question of existence, so what's the word on what the rest of the universe thinks of our big plan? Are other species looking at us right now and cursing under their breath, saying "I swear to God, if they think they're coming here..."
Who knows.
I'd love to think the people of some far-off corner of the galaxy might have their own constellations in the sky: incorruptible depictions of what life might be, the precursors to life itself. How amazing, that the Earth has been staring at the Pleiades for centuries, just as the life holed up in that cluster of stars might see us too---staring back out in interminable space, thinking about Earth in that same forlorn way. How incredible, that the distance between planets can be shortened with the stuff of dreams.
If it weren't for the cold, I'd stargaze for eternity.