Image taken from NASA ( Lab Experiments Shed New Light on NASA Satellite Observations by Sarah Frazier (2021 June 7), "The northern lights were seen over Alaska the night of Feb. 16, 2017, at the Poker Flat Research Range north of Fairbanks. Credit: NASA/Terry Zaperach")
It's so cold in my bedroom that it feels like a crisp autumn day. If I focus on myself, I can feel the fabric of a jacket that I have not worn in nearly ten years, standing in the driveway of my third childhood home in the center of a wind of red and brown leaves being tugged from their branches.
I remember a long time ago, on a day like how I feel now, in the backyard of that same house we had a large fire where my dad took a package of salt shavings and tossed it into the flames. I don't remember the colors at all, but I remember the blaze was my own personal aurora. It's a moment that's stuck with me, even if the colors have since faded from my memory.
At my current house we have a pellet stove in the dining room, and it's where my kitty Princess Leia likes to sleep because it's so warm in there. It's the closest I've been to a fire in a while—it all feels just like all the bonfires I sat around when I was little. It's hard to remember way back then, especially with my poor memory, but I can feel each one of them. I can feel the flames and see them drift off to the sky, even though it's so cold right now.
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