Skies

Something you can have complete freedom with. Something that shows you that you can have a bad week but soon something, for this case the wind, can allow it to pass. The freedom you get granted is your own imagination. Where you are able to see either a fluffy thing or actual pictures.

The sky. It's like a new air brushed painting nearly every minute or hourly ext. The clouds transform into layers, that look 2D drawn, with the most accurate strokes anybody can draw.

It's like a real life metaphor where it proves that every day is a new day even if it's still cloudy, they will be new clouds, just passing by. Your imagination is your way through life, a bad day does come, and can be frequent, but the way you choose to see the way your day is going, is like painting new strokes and seeing new things in the clouds. You get days where the sky is just one mutual colour. Grey. From the clouds, then you get the one pure white cloud in the midst, that's coated in silver. The real silver lining you never really get to see.

There's always something brighter along the way. Just follow the sky.