clouds

clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee.

well not really that thought just came out of no where. but seriously i was in a car with someone and they were talking about how the clouds looked like the ones from the opening of the simpsons. i thought to myself that they were absolutely right. and it made me happy.

then this thought came into mind. what if i looked at my life as those clouds. sometimes they are really beautiful and big a fluffy, others they are flat, dull and grey, and other violent with torrential rains and gale force winds. then you realize that they are all temporary and all pass, weather that is a good thing or not. (the whether is spelled wrong because i am talking about clouds.)

well at least that is what i was thinking.