The sky is dark outside, in the middle of the night. I should be sleeping right now, but I can’t. It’s easier to stay awake when my mind is racing.

I enjoy the peacefulness of the middle of the night. The quiet and the darkness. It is then when I can finally think.

I sit up in my bed and throw the covers off. I need fresh air. It will help me relax and think.

I walk over to the other end of my room. From there I bend down and unlatch one lock. Then I stand on my tip-toes to reach the other lock.

I am free. A fresh, cool wind reaches my face giving me the feeling of being awake. It is like a whole new point of view.

I walk over to the railing of my balcony and look out down below. The pretty little houses all quaint and quiet. As if no one else is awake in the whole city but me.

Over the tops of the houses is the never-ending sea. Stretching far and wide with the gloomy clouds in the distance.

The air is fresh from the passing of rain but the sky is clear enough to see the twinkling stars up above.

Far in the horizon I see a glow. Faint at first but it slowly grows.

First just a small glow of purple, but then from the purple comes blue, and so on.

On and on until the red reaches the night sky.

The resulting view is magical.

Twinkling stars up above, and the pretty, misty clouds fading in the distance. But the glow of the vibrant colours masks all else.

Magic.

The sky is a whole new world. The seas below reflecting both the colours and the twinkles from the sky like a swirling potion mixing to create something magical.

The magic is what takes my breath away. My head is finally cleared. I let out a deep breath.

If something this beautiful can exist, then that means that all my problems can go away.

There is no place for my problems in a world so magical as this.