Clouds

Wait... The clouds are amazing. I'll take a picture, I said to a friend in a discussion about pianos. Previously immersed in the discussion, my mind was occupied with experiencing the world outside. The clouds. I proclaimed. In my head, I tried to articulate how the clouds appeared. Lattice-esque. A blanket that had been loosely stitched.

Ethereal, beautiful. A surprise. Oh how the seemingly ordinary can make you stop and wonder!

I took a photo turned back to my laptop, excited to share the clouds with my friend who was thousands of miles away. That's the clouds outside right now., I said. Grammar was not top of mind. I was too excited at both the clouds and the moment.