CygnusAquila

How does one touch that which cannot be touched or see that which cannot be seen? One never truly knows the why or the how, sometimes things just happen. You are standing at door in the middle of nowhere. Its name is unknown and its key is imagination. You search for the lock, but cannot find any. Suddenly a click is heard and the door opens to reveal... Darkness. More questions than answers fill your head. You look around you. A white expanse of desolation sprawls over into the horizon. Only the door appears to be real. With no other options, you look towards the darkness within. It seems inviting. As you pass over the threshold, the doo

Ever had days where you look up in the sky and ask " have I lived my life meaningfully"