Cloud Gazing

I’m lying comfortable on my alcove couch looking up through the window.

I see slow moving clouds making patterns of things my mind is thinking of.

Constantly changing, never the same, forms and shapes only limited by my imagination, which is boundless.

People ask me how I spend my time. This is one way.

When the desire hits, by writing …

“Morrie, what do you write about?”

Whatever comes to mind.

Chorito came over to tell me it is lunchtime. I will take a break, have a light lunch, perhaps take a nap before I continue writing.

What’s for lunch?

Today I have a good appetite.

I’ve got a desire for bacon and eggs.

Yummy

Morrie

(March 8, 2023)