Last night, I looked out of the window.
It was a clear night sky. Full of sparkling stars dotted around on a pitch black canvas. It was calming and peaceful. Looking directly upwards, I could see the brightest star of all. The Northern Star.
The starry sky was beautiful. I stood by the open window, felt the cool breeze of the outdoors sweep past me and gazed at the sky for a moment.
And in that moment, the world and life itself made sense again.
I should look out of the window at night time more often.