When I was about 5 years old, I had a bed wetting problem. It wasn’t entirely my fault because I knew the late night sky was partially responsible. I can remember countless times when I woke up in the middle of the night with a full bladder. And rather than getting up and going to the bathroom, I looked out my window at the heavenly bodies in the sky, and I felt like I was being told to “tinkle tinkle” from a little star.
