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Sky dreaming

Prompt source:

Thanks to TJ Paris for this weeks photo inspiration


When I lay on my back and look up everything changes.

The windmill looks like a long thin column unable to have a person walk about inside. The white house looks like it is going to fall over.  The tree seems to just hang there because from this perspective I can not see the trunk embedded in the ground.

On days when there are clouds I imagine them to be people, animals or buildings. I build whole stories about what is happening in the cloud space.  Who is being chased across the sky and who that chaser is.

I know that my feet are firmly planted on the ground but when I lay back like this, my mind soars free in the sky.

(123 words for body of the story)



I was 46 years old when I begun this blog, female and married with a house full of cats (7). My past is littered with the impact of events that happened when I was a teen. Two loves of my life have been nursing and studying. I just completed my Master of Arts: Media Studies endorsement. My blog will be about the things I think about, that might be better served being written rather than squirreled away in my mind festering. It is the meanderings of my mind as I seek to define myself and my world.

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