There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the sea shores.

OVER YONDER: Clouds form over the LBI Causeway Bridge, looking west. (Photo by Jack Reynolds)

— Matsuo Basho.

They live every day upstairs in the top floor of our minds, rent free. So many memories and life experiences are framed and shaped by them. Even in their absence, we gauge our world by them because if it is that sort of day, somewhere during it you’re bound to comment to someone, “There’s not a cloud in the sky.”