When I contemplate paintings such as Degas'
The Dancing Class, I enter another world. There are faces with anticipation and boredom. There is warmth and coldness. In some of the dancers, I can see them just waiting to bust out and dance, dance. And the instructor seems to entrance.

And then I see pictures from the Hubble Telescope of the
Magellanic Clouds grasping at our galaxy and waiting to intertwine.

Tis a good way to start the day. Now back to reality and time to leave for work.
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