I've spent the last seven months looking at cloud patterns, stars, sun sets, birds, wind, rainbows, sunshine and all the marvelous wondrous things in the sky. I've been so distracted that I forgot I was standing on the edge of a cliff.
Suddenly, all I can see is the abyss opening up below me.
Nothing has changed. I have not moved. The hole has always been there.
When enough time passes, I will remember that nothing has changed, I have not moved, the sky has always been there.