“The sky is the limit”. “The sky is only your starting point”
These sayings are slowly becoming my pet peeve. I get it, the sky is such a wondrous thing and probably isn’t such a bad thing to aim for. It’s just that lately, I find that it does nothing for me. When I think of the sky, it’s not as a goal or something to aim for or as a destination. I think of the sky as something beautiful, respite from the angry human faces that surround me sometimes, maybe I even catch myself looking for a silver lining (It’s hard to tell when you’re busy trying to make out the images from the clouds). I look forward to seeing stars.
Stars. That’s probably where it stems from. The sky houses the stars so we should aim for that. I suppose that’s valid. Still … Can I just be allowed to choose what I want to aim for?
Sometimes I just sound angry for no reason. It’s only a saying right?
Today, I’m gunning for an opportunity I would hate to miss. I’m scared and I feel a bit inadequate but I’m comforted by the knowledge that through anything, I’ll still have myself. And that’s always enough.
Wish me luck please!