I hereby declare that randomly lying on one's front lawn (or any convenient plot of grass) and staring at the stars for at least a few minutes is good for anyone's health and everyone should do it immediately.
Sorry, nope. I'd love to, as soon as you can guarantee that I won't get eaten alive, and itch for days.. *scratches, after sitting on lawn drinking coffee the other day*
Hear, hear. I spent several evenings while at a silly Pagan festival gazing up at the night sky and feeling the texture of the stars. It was utterly luscious... on a deeply spiritual level, that is.
The last time I did that, A raccoon sat in my lap and it started raining after talking to the air... I felt better afterward, I'd have to admit, but now, I'm the crazy guy that talks to raccoons.
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