I wonder what people think when they see me standing in one spot looking into the sky ?

Do they wonder if I am watching for a plane, a bird, or a UFO. Do they wonder if I am afflicted, or paralysed, looking into the sky.

I am going into the blue. My home. I feel that connection every time. My life before was a bewildering thing. I was so physically close to others, yet had no idea how to be with you in life.

Today I look into the infinite blue, and it reminds me of you. I see infinity in your eyes too. When I get up in the morning, before I start work, I look up into the sky, and say your name, with love. It reminds me that I am never far from you. I believe that my love spans miles, continents, and light years.

I think of you, and you are there, I love you, and you are there. In the blue. I am full when I have gone into the blue, into you.