Now I'll talk about the sky, and clouds.
I love the sky. It's so amazing and beautiful. Yet so huge and scary. For all we know it goes on and upwards, to space and then beyond, but does it ever stop?
Blu is my favourite colour, (that's kinda obvious) and I love how the sky can be so many beautiful blus and change everyday. Also it seems no-one can ever re-create a colour that the sky has been, they can get close but it always seems fake and man-made, probably because it is.
I think the sky shows the mood of the world. If you look at it long enough it almost becomes one huge emotion, spilling over and fraying at its edges, teaching us all to feel more. I know that sounds completely weird, but I like that...