Clouds are graffiti in the sky. I have always been fascinated by their white and fluffy and constantly changing forms. On those slow days when I do not feel like doing any heavy thinking, I would sit by the window and look out at the sky. Sometimes, these puffs of water vapour seemed so close that I could almost reach out and grab them. Cloud watching brings out the child in me. I can happily sit there for hours just watching them drift by.
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