The night skies have never been more beautiful than when you painted them. You knew that those countless stars could never be given justice with random white specks. You knew there were green, yellow and orange orbs glowing in the sky. How long did you gaze at the sky? What did you see? I think if we would look at the sky the way you did, we would never know loneliness. Because, how can we possibly be alone with an expanse full of twinkling lights, glowing just for us?