Wednesday, 23 November 2016
A million and one sparkling lights and colours through the night as we pass silently, miles above nests of clouds. These places tell stories that we'll never fully understand or experience but intrigue us inevitably.
They're people just like me and you but living lives in other spheres. They're linked to each other without ever realising it. They could be me and you but they're not.
We're the special ones because even when I'm stored safely in the great blue beyond, I'm still thinking about all the things we'll do.
We don't need to do anything that's the joy of it all, but as long as there's you and there's me, then there's everything I'll ever need.
It's always been you.