nuzzle nuzzle, nuzzle the clouds

[mackelzinzie]

biking downhill I can see the clouds, and there are so many. Billowing, blowing, blooming, growing like that prolific green refrigerator mold, or, I guess if I want to be cliche, like cotton stuffing. It was pink and blue and yellow and later on reddish. I only got a glimpse, and i felt lucky to see it. I don't know how to describe it in words, I

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[cos]

Was this Saturday night? Coincidentally, on Saturday night around the time the sun would've been setting in California, I was showing a friend my photos from the bulb, so I was thinking of you outdoors at sunset with trees and clouds and the bay.