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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2 thoughts on “Graffiti in the Sky”
Yeah, I know how you feel. Just like Calvin & Hobbes. 1st thing came into my mind when I saw your photo, a dove (as in symbol of peace). 2nd time I look, I saw a stock carrying a baby.
Looked like a pheonix to me. Hehe, there is a kid in you somewhere too huh.
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