And it's when you're heading downhill, you wished that time would move a little slower.

Last night for the first time in my life, I looked through a friggin huge portable telescope and saw hundreds of stars against the dark night sky. They looked like sparkling confetti, which had exploded out of a dying star pinata. I was on my way to the interchange and my family and I had just left the mosque after tarawih. There was this guy who'd set up his equipment in the middle of the field just outside the mosque. And my dad had asked his permission to view the stars through the telescope's lens. It was a pretty awesome experience. Now I know what to get for my dad, if I have the money. Sometimes it's sad how little I know of him. But I guess as long as I'm alive, life will never stop surprising me.