So I decided to give Saturdays=Youth a spin.
And, as usually happens, I linked it to something I could read about on the internet. Before I know it, I'm reading about Messier objects and trying to figure out why I can't find M83 on a map of the local group [of galaxies]. I read that Andromeda is 25 million light-years away and M83 is only 15 million, so either it's so small it's not showing up on this map or I'm missing its name or I'm...
Then I realize that I missed the decimal point between the two and the five, and the scale of the map is much greater than I had originally thought and all of a sudden this galaxy is not only not on the map, it's almost off the monitor.
So I scroll down the list of Messier objects and the list just keeps getting more and more messier so by the time I'm reading about M109 (which probably isn't the most distant of them) at 46 million light-years away I'm hearing a narration talking about becoming a star and being kissed and being young and all of a sudden I feel old. Old and grounded.
Maybe I don't mind being alone as much as I thought I did.
And, as usually happens, I linked it to something I could read about on the internet. Before I know it, I'm reading about Messier objects and trying to figure out why I can't find M83 on a map of the local group [of galaxies]. I read that Andromeda is 25 million light-years away and M83 is only 15 million, so either it's so small it's not showing up on this map or I'm missing its name or I'm...
Then I realize that I missed the decimal point between the two and the five, and the scale of the map is much greater than I had originally thought and all of a sudden this galaxy is not only not on the map, it's almost off the monitor.
So I scroll down the list of Messier objects and the list just keeps getting more and more messier so by the time I'm reading about M109 (which probably isn't the most distant of them) at 46 million light-years away I'm hearing a narration talking about becoming a star and being kissed and being young and all of a sudden I feel old. Old and grounded.
Maybe I don't mind being alone as much as I thought I did.
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