“Y/N, Y/N! Look!” She said, stopping and pointing up at the twilight sky.
You look up. Nothing except for, well, the sky.
You turn to her with a perplexed expression.
She giggles and says “I know it doesn’t seem like much, but hear me out.” She says, and you nod, listening.
“Doesn’t looking up at such a big, open sky make you feel...SOMETHING?” She asks, and you think for a minute as you gaze up, then shrug. As a matter of fact, you DID feel something, but you weren’t quite sure what it was.
“For me, I feel....hmm, what’s the word?...small.” She says. “But not in a bad way.”
“It makes me feel small, but that smallness AMAZES me. It reminds me of how much opportunity this universe has.”
“Get what I mean?” She asks and you nod.
“For some people, the sheer vastness of the universe and beyond can be amazing, for some it can be scary, romantic, relaxing...”
“It all depends on...”
You wait for her.
“I think it depends on who you are. Some people say that you choose who you are, but in some cases, that’s not true. The feeling you get just by looking up at the sky can really define you.”
“I guess, however, it kinda does depend on how you look at it.”
You nod again.
“But that’s the same thing. You can choose to make it a good or bad thing, but that choice stems from WHO YOU ARE.”
You gaze up at the sky one more time. You feel...