Where does your mind go when you're quietly alone? It weaves its way here and there and everywhere. One glimmer of joy leads to another worry... Which leads to another drop of happiness, which leads to... Thoughts and emotions following obscure, vibrant pathways Of colors and lines and shapes and images In a twisting and twirling never-ending cycle. Literally and metaphorically, thoughts have a mind of their own.
If you look up, look at the sky. The clouds scatter the sky. Like a shield from the sun. The hue of the sky, So beautiful So vibrant So, If you look up, look at the sky.
