The stars were beautiful tonight. They spanned the night sky; glimmering like jewels on black velvet. In this moment I stood in awe of the majesty before me. A sense of pure childlike joy washed through me. I am alive. I’m all of the universe, among the hundreds of thousands of galaxies, I am here. My existence can’t be a waste because it is a miracle that I am even here. It would have been easy to not exist but I did it. No thoughts of depression, or dread, can poison this moment. I made it, I am made of stardust and filled with life. I do not need a purpose or a god, I just am. That is enough.