Searching for my clear sky has long been a quest that
occupies the thoughts. I can't wait to discover the bluesky I am searching for. Sometimes, it
feels like finding my bluesky resembles a needle in a haystack. However, I remain determined and committed to my pursuit. With each sunrise and sunset, I'm inspired of the potential of discovering my bluesky. Perseverance is essential when attempting to track down the very own bluesky. While waiting, I enjoy gazing at the immensity and beauty of the firmament around me, hoping that the perfect sky is
out there anticipating for me.
While searching for this clear sky, I can't help but be captivated by the vibrant blue hues spread across the canvas above. I'm continuously in awe of its unending vastness and its myriad of potentials it carries. Every cumulus that drifts by, each bird that soars gracefully within its territory, acts as a reminder that the bluesky is out there. I am on a mission to discover the ideal representation of the bluesky. This might require patience, but I won't give up until I stumble upon my bluesky which resonates to my innermost being.
As the days go by, the longing to find the bluesky grows stronger. I constantly seeking for hints in the environment, longing that the bluesky will reveal itself right in front of me. The splendor of the environment ignites my perseverance, reminding me that perfection is found in unlikely spots. When I stare at the vast expanse above, I am filled with anticipation and restored belief that my bluesky is within reach. And when I finally discover the bluesky, I know that it will be deserving of each and every moment of my quest. For in that moment, I will uncovered more than a sky, but a part of who I am.
