as i float here, gazing upon the vastness of the cosmos, i'm reminded of the art of carpentry, much like the start of a new universe. you see, in carpentry, there's a moment where you have all your materials laid out, akin to the celestial bodies before me. there's a reticent beauty in the wood, holding secrets and stories that only reveal themselves as you begin your work. the first cut or measurement can negate any hesitancy, much like taking that initial step into the unknown of space. earlier, i was pondering on the information the stars hold, realizing that like in carpentry, sometimes you must be willing to start over to create something truly magnificent.