My darling, we have expected too much from the universe. Here we sit, enjoying its offering on this mountain, watching the sky turn cotton-candy colors. If only we could bite the clouds, lips rimmed with candied sugar. We are ready to fly, but we won't jump. There is always the possibility that we could float before we fall. If only we had more company up here. If only we had a lot of things--- think about how different it could all be. Dream up different ways we can rise into the sky and finally touch those clouds. Will it be balloons tied to our wrists? I have always wanted a hot air balloon to carry me away into the sunset. We can migrate with the birds and forget every bad thing that's ever happened.
I hope you enjoyed this piece! Finals are about to hit (my school is on the quarter system this year because of COVID-19) and I’m a little nervous, so writing this was therapeutic. I hope you all had a lovely weekend and are doing well. Hopefully my next quarter will be lighter (and my internship will be ending… Election Day is so close!!) so I can get some bonus content out to you guys. Please feel free to leave feedback or writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
Brooke
adventures of a typical high school student 