The wind picked up this afternoon, but I braved it outside. Just a few clouds are puffed in the sky like cartoons. If you take the time to watch them, you'll see they are animated. These look so soft and inviting, but I know there is nothing there really… just some dust particles with moisture attached, no real substance. It is a bit like my thinking today; a lot of random thoughts with only thin connections. At some point, I know there will be enough accumulation in both clouds and thoughts to erupt with an undeniable presence. Until then, I must be satisfied with the comedy of one puffball after another.
