My Own Time Machine

When I was younger, I thought that I wanted to be an astronomer, because my fondest memories of when I was growing up was when I went outside late at night and looked up at the stars in the sky. Whenever I looked up at the night sky, my entire field of view was consumed by the billions of stars. Growing up in the country meant that the air was always clean and the view was not obscured by pollution so I was able to see everything. Me and my siblings would try to count how many shooting stars and satellites we could see. I don't think I'll ever be able to move too far away from the country. In places like New York or London, the pollution prevents a lot of people from enjoying the kind of view of the stars that I grew up looking at.
Since the light of distant stars takes longer to reach Earth, than the further away you look, the further back in time you go. The light from some of those stars in the sky, took billions of years to reach us here, and some of those stars don't even exist anymore, yet they shine on until the last of their light reaches us. It's like having your own time machine.