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The sky is especially blue tonight. The breeze runs softly through the leaves of the trees nearby and reminds me of the nights at my mum's place when I would go out to the terrace to watch the night grow old. I remembered being sixteen and sneaking out to smoke a cigarrette. I remembered being sixteen and feeling empowered because I had the right to do whatever was it that I wanted to do with my life and nothing really meant that much because being sixteen for me was about feeling a deep, profound, feeling of loneliness and despair. But even though I had this grey aura around me at all times, I sometimes allowed myself to feel the rich and wonderful wonders of a blue, summery night sky.

I wish I could hold on tight to the memory of my sixteen year old self breathing in as hard as she could just to feel the freedom of the infinite sky crawl back into her lungs. I was a hopeless romantic, I still am, but back then, I was so afraid of acknowledging this feeling that I did not fully understand what it was that I was feeling whenever I needed to run away from home to seek for the eternal blue skies that I so wholeheartedly adored.

I love the sun and summery skies and mountains and the eternal look of the city under my feet and I think I could talk about this for the rest of my life, but today, I give thanks because I can take my head out of my window and even though I am surrounded by tall, very wide buildings, that cover my favourite spot in the city, I still have a piece of blue sky looking right into my window and it brings me the peace and calm I need when the tide is high, and the water starts to overflow.