Under the stars.

Next week I’ll be taking my annual trip to upstate New York to spend time with my wife’s family in the countryside.  I look forward to this every year for numerous reasons, from the clean air to reuniting with family I haven’t seen since the previous year’s vacation.  While next week’s trip should prove to be as memorable as all the others, there is one new factor that will change the landscape of the trip: CHILDREN.

The annual trip is no stranger to babies.  My niece and my son have both been there as little babies, but this year will be different.  This year my son has an attention span and he can walk.  It won’t be like last year, when he was nine months old during the vacation and we could still (mostly) put him where we wanted him to be.  He’s one year older now.  He needs entertainment and he likes to run around in that adorable way toddlers “run.”  His cousin, my niece, already adores him and having the two of them as a little tag team is going to make this year’s vacation very interesting.  Probably adorable.

The comic should see no delays in updates because of my absence.  Well, it’s not so much an absence as having spotty-to-nonexistent internet access for a week, but it may as well be the same thing.  In that regard, the only change to next week’s updates will be a lack of blog entries on Tuesday and Thursday, unless Garth feels inspired to write something in my place.

While little-to-no internet sounds like a death sentence to most people I know, it’s a welcome change every now and again.  It’s nice to unplug and let the world pass you by.  No memes, no arguments, no trolling, no politics, no drama, no nothing.  Just sitting in silence under the stars, gazing at the celestial tapestry in all its glory with no urban lighting to dull its heavenly glow.  To reflect upon your place in the cosmos and to feel connected to it regardless of its awesome size.  To look upon shooting stars, the traveling planets, and even distant galaxies in the peace and tranquility of nature.

At least that’s the fantasy.  There will be the dull worry of “oh god how many emails am I going to come home to?” throbbing in the back of my imagination, not to mention the looming possibility of more than one sleepless night from our son or temper-tantrums from my three-year-old niece, or the buzz of midnight insects trying to eat me alive as I sit outside alone in the middle of the night because I’m the only one who enjoys stargazing on these trips.

There will be a lot to look forward to, but I never relax as much as I want to because my brain is a jerk.

About Michael

Michael Terracciano loves comic books, superheroes, outer space, and telling stories. His friends call him "Mookie." He spent the last ten years as the author and artist of the fantasy webcomic, "Dominic Deegan: Oracle for Hire." He enjoys spending time with his wife and their three cats. His favorite planet is Jupiter because it's awesome. He wants having superpowers to be fun again, and for this to be a universe you want to escape to, not from. He hopes you enjoy reading Star Power.