Just tracked a tiny comet no one’s named yet

It was barely a flicker in the dark, a smudge of grey on the edge of my 12-inch reflector. I’d been staring at that patch of sky for three nights straight, chasing this ghost—no official designation, just a faint wobble in the survey data. Tonight, I finally saw it: not a star, not a satellite, but something that’s been orbiting the sun since before we had calendars. It felt less like discovery and more like recognition—like meeting someone you’ve known in dreams. I didn’t even take a photo. Just sat there, breath shallow, thinking how small we are when the universe remembers us first.