I always have had this thing for clouds. And it's not just for Their fluffiness.Maybe It's that texture they've got. I just look at them and feel a soft, silkiness curved inside my palms. And the delight of it.. The feeling I just crave to explain to someone but I know I never can. And there's an innocence to this fact that I cherish. the satisfaction to have that child-like craving for the mysteries of...
