there's something about the night sky.
it's 2AM but I can't sleep, I stare through
light pollution and smog to see
only the brightest of constellations, and
i think "someday
i will uncover their secrets."
and i know it's unrealistic, but something
inside me, something that sounds
a little bit like God
tells me that i'll actually do it.
i am awake.
i am alive.
i am inspired.