Out for a while …

Usually when I am sad and depressed I used too think about my feet feeling the hard ground of the earth, a planet wandering is way like a tiny marble in the solar system, a system like hundreds in the ferris wheel of the milky way.
So my pain seems so small and pale that the only thing which should make me sad is that my eyes will never contemplate all the beauties of the creation.
But now the void of space is no longer a shelter for me and my pain burn like a thousand suns, sharp and luminous like the star which once burned my heart.

Out for a while …