Everyday, we all go through the motions required by life, at least most do. We work, we play, we love, we hate, we adapt, we live. An endless cycle with no meaning, no reasoning. I wonder to myself why do I do it? Why do I live a life I neither want nor enjoy? Why do I follow the cycle as other around me do? Then I look into the sky, a bright day or a grey sky it all holds meaning to me. I think of everything and everyone, I find peace. I smile in spite myself an walk proudly forward. Maybe it's all for nothing but in order for their to be nothing there has to be a something and I will find it.

So I go through my motions just like every other day, I smile lightly and do my best to have something good to say. When the day ends I fall into bed and the same question comes back again. I roll over and look at the sky. I smile gently and say my goodnight to the world. I may not have found that something today, I may never find it. Still, as long as there's a sky there will be a guide. As long as there is a guide, even I can escape this quiet grey that follows us all. I will live, thrive, and die searching for more than the grey that engulfs any light.