When I was young…
My best fantasies would come from clouds….
On a cloudy day..
I loved spending a long time looking at them and using all my imagination to build up stories around the figures… I saw forming from the clouds…
It always made me feel lively…
I always used to wish..
For a home above them…
And laying and travelling on clouds…
And hoped…
May my life someday become a fairytale….

Now that I am grown…
I dont fanticies so..
But still looking at them…
Makes me feel so of home..

I still love watching them and guessing figures out of them..
They can show you everything you want..
Whether a horse..
A father and daughter..
A house..
A force..
A sea…
A Chariot….
A snow ball…
A lad…
And a lots more….



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