Orange sky Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away there was a small thinking being. He had a different life, in many ways. He lived on a planet with two suns, where it was day most of the time. The nights lasted only two hours, but this little piece of time was the better part of his life. His body didn’t need to sleep, what allowed him to enjoy the night, the stars and the universe. And when the night came, he climbed to the top of a mountain near his house, and there, his little mind began a great journey of thought. He talked with himself; he asked him a lot of things. But the main thought was always the same: - does intelligent life exist on other planets? And after that question, he just silenced his mind and he watched the view, because the first sun would appear soon and the sky would turn orange again and his journey would have an end. The last minutes were always strange, the first rays of sun left him blind for a few seconds and when he could finally see, he was in his bed looking at the orange ceiling and he knew it was time to get up and go to school. (I still have a lot of problems to write on the past.. argh :/ )