I remember as a child I would love to lay in the grass and look up at the sky and watch the clouds roll by. And sometimes when I would be riding in the car I would look out my window and try to find shapes in the clouds and watch them move, sailing across the sky at the speed I was traveling. Even to this day, I will still look up... especially on days when I'm feeling lonely or nostalgic. It relaxes me to know that even when life is tough the clouds keep rolling and the sun keeps shining.
But as fun as it is to look at clouds I also enjoy the night sky. As a child I would look up at clear night skies and admire all the twinkling stars and wonder what they look like up close. But now that I'm older many days Im just too tired, too busy with work and life, to just stop a moment and acknowledge what's around me.
I think... for many of us remembering to look up and simply admire the universe we live in is becoming a lost art. So I'm making an effort to go outside and just look up at the stars once-in-a-while. Sometimes I'll have my ipod with me... and a camera. Most of the time though, I'll just step outside and revert back to that childhood star gazer... wondering why those stars twinkle, why I exist to admire them, and realizing that their light may very well outlive me.