This day has weighed heavy on my head with so many thoughts and think think thinking. But the sound of crunching gravel beneath my flip flops proves to be a much needed break and before long I am upon the stairs that will lead me to my home.
I stop. Look up. And see not its end but a raving blue sky with no clouds in sight… just infinite blue as if the ocean had fallen into the sky and formed a tranquil lake of hope. Very slowly, I commence my march up, never looking anywhere but up up up.
I reach the top, my neck stuck in place… my hair tousled in the wind… becoming the clouds missing in the sky.