I went out one morning at 630am. The most amazing thing I discovered was that this world is a beautiful place. If you ever get the chance to look at what I saw, you’ll have to agree. The sky that morning was so damn beautiful. It was a blend of orange, purple and yellow, shadowed by the still dark-looking tree and the street lights, nothing can beat that beauty. I was flattered that I still had a chance to witness such scenery. How many times in a day do you look up at the sky? That’s the problem with people nowadays; they just don’t bother looking up. They chase after something they barely appreciate, they neglect love and their surroundings for they thought the world revolves only around them. When they are in trouble, they still don’t bother looking up, to ask help from God. They kept whining but not realizing what they’ve been missing. Time to look up to the sky and appreciate beauty of misery!