This is It.

The sky is my favorite thing. It is forever changing and so so beautiful. It makes me feel so small. Sometimes, whenever there are no clouds and it is just blue, I feel like it will swallow me whole. When I really start to think about it, it makes me very upset that it won't. I will never be able to touch it. I hate how it is intangible but I think that if it wasn't I wouldn't want it as much. I don't think that your favorite thing should make you feel unimportant but it does. I feel so useless in the bigger picture of everything, but I'm okay with it. People ask where I see myself in 10 years -- I don't know know what to say because I only have 9 left. In 10 years the sky won't be intangible; in 10 years the sky won't make me feel small. In 10 years I will be a part of the sky. They say not to meet your idols but how do they feel about meeting God? The skyline will be the outline of my body, and the skyscrapers will be the only thing left to hurt me. The sunsets and sunrises will be everywhere God's fingertips graced my body that day. The clouds will be my only clothing, and I will finally be happy. The sky is my favorite thing: One day I will finally be my own favorite thing.