This unusual cloud formation looks like a white fire of mist, spreading upwards and outwards.
Wouldn’t it be lovely to float on high like these clouds, without a care in the world? Especially now in Lockdown.
Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. – Thoreau
Sugar packet philosophy! I think you should fly up to your dreams.
When I was five I wanted to be seventeen, a princess, of course, and ride a white stallion. Secretly, I’d have preferred a unicorn, but I’d been told they didn’t exist.
Now, I’d settle for no pain and no stress. And since, in the intervening years, I have learnt that you can’t believe everything you’re told – I’d still like a unicorn!