One day, I will gaze across the expansive sky, only to witness stars that had formerly lost their magic regaining it as they join together in a new formation. No longer will I see them as distant lights; instead, it will feel as though I’m holding a physical comic book, with every story personified, each star representing an individual. Only then will it become clear that I need to search for my own star that tells the story of me. As I prepare to venture out, the rush of the adventure begins, and I am filled with glee. I imagine myself with a boy’s handbag, filled with bread and a head full of desire for a search. With every step I take, the supporting scenes close to me begin to change with the world I am in: the shine of the air, with the hope of new and untold promises, as well as the participation of the trees, which start to spin the untold tales of the men who have walked this road. The most wonderful moment of all will be when I see my star. It will have the brightness and warmth I’m searching for. I’ll hold out my hand, and a soft glow will consume me and carry me away to my dream world. People with amazing stories that make me laugh will be among those I meet who were also engulfed in the same light that my star transcends. As we descend into the liminal realm of our fantasies, we will all move our bodies in rhythm beneath the sky. Let’s continue on the journey, and we will understand that there is a reason for every twist and turn that comes our way. Life has all its uncertainties, but I have faith that luck is shining bright and taking me toward a better life. It is in that moment I will realize that the universe is not only around me; it is me, and it is ready to be explored.
Chasing My Star: A Journey of Discovery
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