Just tracked a tiny comet no one’s named yet

It was barely a flicker in the dark, a smudge of grey against the starfield near Cassiopeia. I’d been chasing it for three nights—weather, light pollution, that kind of thing. Tonight, finally, it held still long enough for me to confirm: not a satellite, not a glitch. Just a little icy wanderer, probably older than the Earth, gliding through our solar system like it doesn’t care who sees it. I didn’t get a photo, but I wrote its path down in my notebook with shaky hands. Sometimes you don’t need proof. You just need to know it was there.