I have this fondness with clouds. I remember when I was young, I dreamed of travelling and playing on top of those cotton-like pillows in the sky. I dreamed of having a bed made of it. I even planned of living there. The latter of course is now out of my list. Please. Not yet. :) Now, everytime I travel by plane and get lucky to be on the window seat, I remember my innocent days. I feel I am back to my innocent and carefree self. I feel like I have finally achieved one dream. And, I feel like I made someone's dream now a reality. And though I know that some of my dreams about the clouds will never come true, at least, I got the reasons why it aint going to be. For now, although it may mean rain, I am glad that clouds simply take my bad mood away. Thank goodness there are clouds.
