This was written perhaps a week ago now during the ebbing of a rather large thunderstorm.
I have a wonderful view of the clouds most times, and it was set just right so that it appeared as if the clouds were a separate world from our own. And I day-dreamed about trying to reach it, but not quite being able to.
It then occurred to me that it was such a shame that everyone located below the cloud cover did not have the chance to see such a thing.
It saddened me a great deal, to be honest.
-What do you think of while reading this piece?
-Is there a point in your life that you can relate to it?
-Do you have a favorite part?
-Least favorite part?