I'll be infinite. | Short Story

"Words heal the wounds inflicted by life."

The stars remind me that I'm human.

That the same elementary atoms that make up my very breath are living, basking among the stars. They remind me that I am small, that everything I know is trivial, because they are expansive and beautiful and burning bright.

They remind me that everything bad will fade away. That all my problems are just mere static in a world brimming with glory.

So maybe I'll become and sailor of the stars. An astronaut. And then I'll see the greater things in this world. I'll see every little nugget of stardust that the world and beyond has for me.

And then. I'll be infinite.

~The WordShaker