I went out at 4 in the morning and just sat and watched. I watched the stars sparkle in the darkness and I watched the sky turn from dark blue to red as the sun started to rise in the distance. I could make out dark silhouettes of bats flying through the night sky, returning home from their unknown adventures. The sky lit up. A shooting star. Only just caught by the corner of my eye. So I sat there and wished. I wished for strength. Enough strength to see this through. Just enough to keep me going. Being alone with nature makes me feel grounded, for a split second, it even makes me feel alive. For a moment, everything seems okay. Just sitting there. In silence. We are meaningless, but we’re aloud to exist. Like every creature is. Life is pointless, but maybe that’s the point of it. We have so little time, yet seconds can feel like an eternity. I just want to make the best of it.