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How often do you cast your gaze upward at the sky? That bright, blue vastness that is equally inky black in its own time, dotted with tiny, shining beacons of intrigue. From time to time, I find myself staring up into the black nothingness that isn't really nothing at all. It's a wonderful, huge, peaceful place where anything can happen when you just stare. I can be alone to my whirlwind of thoughts, even silence them for a rare moment, when I let the nothingness consume me. Those are some of my favourite moments.