The sky is wonderful. You would have loved it.
Yes, it's wonderful. I'm looking at it now.
How do you know it's the same sky as mine?
The sky is the sky, wherever you go.
I guess you're right.
Really?
Yeah.
I'm not sure.
You are.
I don't know.
Did you ever wonder why we can't fall to the sky?
Where would we fall if we did? It's difficult falling on nothing.
How did you know there's nothing to land on?
I fell to the sky once. As you did.
But there was nothing there.
But there was nothing there.
