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. — Matsuo Basho

They live ever yday up in the penthouse of your mind, rent free. So many of your memories and life experiences are framed and shaped by them. Even in their absence, you gauge your world by them because if it is that sort of glorious day, somewhere during it you’re bound to comment to someone, “There’s not a cloud in the sky.”

From the puffy cotton ball cumulous types you used to lie on your back to imagine seeing animals shapes, to the…

November 6, 2024