“Can I tell you a bedtime story? It won’t take long, I promise.
Did you know that we’re made from stardust? I’m being serious, hear me out. I read it
yesterday. Look! If you need proof, here you are: ‘We came from the stars”. Do you
see? Okay, that doesn’t prove anything, but wait, it also says, “Not exactly us, but the
materials we are made of - our bodies, our surroundings, and our world - they are all
made out of particles of stars: carbon that forms our bodies’ organic molecules, the O2
we breathe, hydrogen, H2O and nitrogen. ‘Wait! Here is something marvellous, I’m
almost done, I swear: ‘The atoms that form us - literally the exact atoms that form us,
everything that we are and want - were born in the remote hot interior of some star and
time and the historic path brought us here’. What do you think? We’re so lucky. Now I
feel closer to the stars, and you? I feel closer to space and the universe. I also feel
closer to you. It’s like we came from different places, our families and our friends too. In
a way, we’ve just met. We also have our paths, issues, and private thoughts. We don’t
share much, but I like to think that you and I came from the same star. Maybe we’re
made of the same particles, and that’s why we found each other. I’m telling you this
because I want you to go, thinking about the stars and our lives. I’d like you to
remember us when we’re apart.
Do you think that time and the historical path brought us wherever we are now?
I’d like to make the best of our time left.”