Only a Small Portion

When I looked down the landscape from the airplane ten days ago, I realized how small portion of the sky we always look up was.

The sky that we always look up from the ground was really really a small portion of the whole. It might be only a pert per million or even per trillion.
From high up the sky, it felt so silly; determining my feelings by only such a small portion of the sky.

Today is rainy, but I now know that this black clouds are only above the small city called Victoria, and not even covered one-tenth of the island.