Floating Between Infinities

We're on a canoe, me Tom and Lauri. It's 11pm, there is no moon and the milky way is banding across the sky and refelcting on the water. If we stop paddling and float, we can't tell where the sky ends and the water begins. I know that sounds a little Forest Gump, but it felt as we were floating between two infinities. I'm not sure it gets any better than that.