White fluffy cloud

Finally get what i wanted to see.

It’s really enormous.

I just can’t believe it happened.

Bali is another trip i’ll make it happen every year once.

It’s always when i’m able to see the reflection of the sky on the ocean surface.

I think of you.

I enjoy the breeze and so is the breeze enjoying me.

When i looked up, there you are.

When i look straight or down, it’s the same you.

Because of the reflections.

Where are you, my white fluffy cloud.

-C.K.-