Sometimes I feel like the sky's too beautiful for this world.
Whenever I look up in the sky, no matter what time, it just always feels so surreal...everyone in the world is able to access such beauty---wherever and whenever.
It never gets old; staring up at the sky.
Different times and different places paint the sky with different hues, and all you see are colors, colors, colors...
I really want a spot. My spot. A place where I can just sit or lie down and stare at the sky while listening to my iPod...where I can get away from the everything.
But then again, I think having my own spot would make it more difficult for me to deal with the "real world".
Whenever I look up in the sky, no matter what time, it just always feels so surreal...everyone in the world is able to access such beauty---wherever and whenever.
It never gets old; staring up at the sky.
Different times and different places paint the sky with different hues, and all you see are colors, colors, colors...
I really want a spot. My spot. A place where I can just sit or lie down and stare at the sky while listening to my iPod...where I can get away from the everything.
But then again, I think having my own spot would make it more difficult for me to deal with the "real world".
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