You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds - Henry David Thoreau
The weather from my window is showing a cloudy sky at the moment. I think there would be a shower late in the afternoon. I do not mind rain as long as I am not under it! ^^
But put that aside, I am going to tell you a little secret of mine. Well, it is not going to be a secret anymore if I am telling you, right? Nothing to be ashamed of or hide, I think some people do it too. *wink*
Okay. I used to talk to the clouds in the sky when I were young. Looked up from the window, spotting any unusual clouds. And I imagine myself floating and jumping from one cloud to another. Something like a role play among the clouds and myself.
Well, I do not do it anymore but I still love to look at the clouds sometimes. And I love it even more when I fly among them. (I mean when I am in the plane, of course)
Okay, do you have such tendency too? Talking to the clouds?