There hasnt been many days like this one.
A bright day where people just gawk in awe at the sky (at the clouds and the non-clouds) for a long stretch of time.
I like to think of it as a hopeful day. A new start.
Where there are both a hopeful day and a hopeful soul, there will be a junction where the Universe will meet.
To get to the junction, one would have to walk past tests and temptations (because, annoyingly, the right way cant be an easy way), upon completion of which, clarity may then be had.
And the night?
It was full of stars.
P/s : What if I told you that YOU are my bright day?