Sometimes looking at the clouds I am thinking about life in the middle of the ocean, far from the bustle of the world. Because the clouds and waves have something similar. I love the sea, I love the sky too, especially when clouds are like in the picture reminding a foaming sea.
If only we had the courage to change our destiny, then maybe the rest of the days would turn into miracles. And the wind would be the best friend, the waves – the evening’s interlocutors, the wandering clouds would carry our letters to those who didn’t dare. After all, clouds always move forward.
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Do you love watching moving clouds?