painted skies

I stared out onto the sky for hours. Seeing how it changed from moment to moment. The transitions happened so seamlessly and whenever I blinked, there was a new transformation.

sunset

An airplane from afar flew by; painted the sky with its own clouds of patterns. Catching the sunset is so humbling. Brings me down from the high intensity viewpoint of life and brings me down to earth. The real life. The life that matters.

sunset2

We are not the image of what others paint us as. We are the images of our own actions; our beliefs, our full souls of wonder, love and meaning.

pink skies

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