Lying on a beach, I gazed upon the sky, through the clouds and into the bluest void, I made a journey to infinity and back.

FLY

However you are (I am) cynical, pessimistic and melancholic, there's always little something inside that's agitated, quietly yearning to be somewhere a bit beyond, to be someone a bit better, to do something a bit more wonderful…yes it's to FLY… like a bird… to the sky… to the sun… to the Light…