i stared at the clouds a lot this evening.

the sky was a pale orange and the clouds were a deep blue that stood out in patches smattered across the sky. perfect compliments. i stared at the clouds because i stare at things when i think. i stare at things when my mind is lost in itself. i wanted a distraction, but then the thought of a distraction hurt.

do you ever have memories that are perfect? that you wish you could somehow magically go back to?

that's why i stare. i stare because in that moment, magic happens. and i am back where everything was perfect....