Two drive-bys only two days apart, and a steel frame that keeps climbing. I compare my February 5 and 7 photos to January 28, say what changed (and what I’m not sure about), and explain the new construction words along the way.
Author: The Star Queen
Gigabay Progress Report: April 2026 – The Black Wall Starts to Climb
Three April drive-bys (Apr 2, 11 and 27) and the black wall that wrapped the bottom of the Gigabay in March has started to climb: tall black panels with wide gaps between them now rise up the frame. I compare my photos to March 22, show the north side with its garage-door-style openings and the south side where the large bay doors will be, say what I’m not sure about, and explain the new construction words.
Gigabay Progress Report: January 2026 – The Frame Fills In
Two drive-bys 19 days apart, and a steel frame that keeps filling in. I compare my December photos to January 9 and January 28, point out what changed (and what I’m not sure about), and teach the construction words along the way.
Shooting Stars and Second Chances
It was one of those nights when the air felt heavy with everything I’d been carrying. I hadn’t planned to go outside. I’d spent the evening alone, curled on the couch with a cup of tea gone cold, turning an old mistake over and over in my mind like a stone I couldn’t drop. The…
Nebula of Almosts
Some things in life never quite become stars. They hover in that in-between space—hazy clouds of color and light, swirling with possibility. Dreams that shimmered on the horizon. Connections that felt electric for a moment. Paths that branched so close to “yes” before fading into “not yet” or “not ever.” I used to chase them…
The Little Astronaut Inside Me
Dear Little Me, Hey, you with the wide eyes and the shuttle posters taped crooked on your bedroom wall. The one who pressed her face to the TV screen every time a launch countdown started, heart pounding like the engines were inside your chest. The one who cried real tears when the last shuttle touched…
When Mercury Retrograde Was Actually My Friend
I’ve never been the type to blame Mercury Retrograde for everything. Spilled coffee? My clumsy hands. Missed text? Probably just bad service. But there was this one retrograde—let’s call it the Great Cosmic Timeout of late 2024—that snuck up, flipped my life upside down, and somehow ended up being the best thing that could have…
How Rockets Defy Gravity (Like We Defy Hard Days)
Gravity is patient. It doesn’t shout or chase—it simply holds on, steady and relentless, pulling everything back toward the ground. Some days, life feels exactly like that: an invisible weight keeping us pinned, making every step upward feel impossible. Rockets know this feeling well. They don’t pretend gravity isn’t there. They meet it head-on with…
Stardust Soup Nights
Some of my earliest memories smell like onions softening in butter and steam curling up from a big pot on the stove. On the hardest days—when the world felt too loud, or my knees were scraped, or my heart was bruised in ways a child couldn’t name—Grandma would appear in the kitchen without a word….
The Quiet Moons of Anxiety
Some seasons, my sky fills with too many moons. I don’t know when they arrived—only that one day I looked up inside myself and saw them: pale, restless orbs circling closer than they should. Each one moody in its own way. One swells with worry until it feels impossibly bright and heavy. Another waxes and…