Searching for my bluesky has long been a quest that occupies my thoughts. I can't wait to find the bluesky that I'm looking for. Sometimes, it feels like uncovering the bluesky resembles searching for a needle in a haystack. But, I stay persistent and committed to my journey. Every sunrise and sunset, I'm reminded of my possibility of finding my dream sky. Patience is key when attempting to spot the personal heavenly sky. While waiting, I enjoy observing at the vastness and beauty of the sky around me, knowing
that the bluesky is somewhere anticipating for me.
While searching for the clear sky, I can't help but be captivated by the stunning blue tints spread across the dome above. I'm continuously amazed by the unending vastness and its endless possibilities it carries. Every cumulus that drifts by, each bird that soars effortlessly within its realm, acts as a reminder that the bluesky exists. I am on a journey to find my utmost representation of my dreamy sky. This may take time, but I won't give up until I stumble upon my sky which resonates deepest within my soul.
As time goes on, the longing to find my perfect sky intensifies. I constantly searching for hints in the surroundings, longing that the bluesky will show up before my eyes. The magnificence of the natural world sparks my resolve, reminding me that true beauty is found in unexpected corners. When I stare at the limitless expanse above, I am overwhelmed by excitement and restored belief that my bluesky is within reach. And when I finally encounter my bluesky, I am aware that it will be deserving of each and every moment of my search. For in that moment, I will uncovered not just a sky, but a piece of myself.
