Today I woke up at 8 a.m. - sans alarm. This kind of thing makes me proud. Laugh all you want.
It's been dry here for far too long.
Sometimes they scatter away from one another and create a picture-perfect day where the sky is one half cerulean blue and one half wedding-dress white.
It begs the sky in desperate patience.
Often, people are wrong.
Shifting spots in the sky as I sleep.