Apparently I Missed The Best Northern Lights Ever, And I Will Never Be Able To See Them That Good Ever, Ever Again

Hey, the news that the Aurora Borealis (should that be capitalized?) snuck up on me.  Heard that the solar storms emanating from the Sun were going to be intense early in the week, and by the time meteorologists determined this would be the most kick-ass Northern Lights ever on Friday, I was determined to unwind after another tough week at work (in which I was still wondering I was still working there) by going to a speakeasy.  And naturally, after I come home from eating and drinking at a speakeasy, I crawled into bed early and fell asleep.

Fell asleep around 9 p.m., I think.  And so if I woke up around 7 this morning, that's ten hours of solid, body-recuperating sleep.  Unfortunately I did all this on the night when the Aurora Borealis was so good, I could have apparently stepped out onto either my frontyard or backyard and see them despite the light pollution.  It appears as though many did just that, if my Twitter/X feed is indicative of what really happened.

The storms are still strong, so they say the Northern Lights are going to be pretty good tonight, when I am wide awake.  Buuuuuuuuuut ... it's not going to be as vibrant as it was last night, and there is a greater chance of clouds.  It would be like me to miss seeing these lights, try to see them the next day, and not see a damn thing.

I have vowed for a long time that one night I will drive up north and see this Aurora Borealis.  Then again, I wouldn't have had to go anywhere if I were up last night.  Guess I could've just stepped outside last night and looked up.  But I was in bed.  And I missed everything.  And it will never be as good as it was ever, ever again.  Goddammit.