As I look up the sky, I ask myself. When was the last time I look up high? And then, I am at it again. Do you ever feel that too, or am I the only one? That feeling you get whenever you look at the starry night sky. You look up the heavens and it feels like the world is in pause, and you don’t have to worry about anything. Like an infinitesimal pause once in a while and you can again catch up from the daily demands of life.
Makes me wonder, does Vincent Van Gogh felt the same way I do? His starry starry night makes me sad but hopeful - like being lost and being found too.