I am a humble explorer living off the things I scavenge and the good will of the people.
I am on a journey and on this journey I have one sole purpose and that is to find my very own sky.
Why's that I seek my own sky? It is very simple. This sky will give me meaning. Indeed my very own sky will.
I've been lost and confused my whole life but now I really think this is it. I need to find my very own sky.
I wander the world endlessly with a clear goal in mind my steps are firm and with purpose for it is that I seeketh the sky. Everything is clear and my body feels great I cannot wait to find my very own sky.
The similarities between landscapes makes me take the beauty for granted and then in the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of a sky. My very own sky.
"Oh...How wonderful you are." I exclaimed with admiration
This sky will give me my meaning now won't it?
It cannot be for naught surely my very own sky can give me the meaning that I need.
The glamour and the brilliance fades and so it is that the reality sets in. I Look up at the sky...It burns....the pain. Everything seems hazy...and I feel a pain my chest is it so that seeking my own sky was not the answer to my problems ?
The thought makes me puke and I cannot think clearly I must go find another sky for this cannot be the end I must find my meaning. My body not feeling great, My mind hazy and not clear I take whatever ounce of strength and willpower I have and begin my journey once again. To find my very own sky.