Searching for my clear sky has always been a quest that fills my thoughts. I am eager to find my perfect sky that I'm looking for. Sometimes, it feels like uncovering my ideal sky resembles a needle in a haystack. However, I stay determined and faithful to my journey. With each sunrise and sunset, I am inspired of the possibility of finding the bluesky. Perseverance is essential when attempting to spot the personal heavenly sky. In the meantime, I enjoy observing at the vastness and beauty of the sky around me, hoping that my perfect sky is somewhere anticipating for my arrival.
While hunting for the azure sky, I can't help but be captivated by the vibrant blue hues adorned across the dome above. I'm continuously amazed by its unending vastness and its myriad of potentials it encompasses. Every cumulus that floats by, each bird that flies effortlessly within its territory, serves as a reminder that the bluesky exists. I am on a journey to find the perfect version of the dreamy sky. This might require patience, but I won't give up until I uncover my bluesky which speaks deepest within my soul.
With each passing day, the longing to find the bluesky intensifies. I find myself hunting for signs in the environment, yearning that my ideal sky will show up
in front of me. The beauty of the outdoors fuels my determination, reminding me that perfection is found in unlikely spots. When I stare at the limitless expanse above, I'm overwhelmed by anticipation and revitalized belief that the dream sky is within reach. And when I finally lay eyes on my perfect sky, I am aware that it's going to be worth each and every instant of my
quest. Because at that moment, I will have discovered not just a sky, but a piece of myself.
