And she dreamed and she dreamed…

The sky was piercing blue, bordering on aqua. The white clouds were shapely and mammoth. The day was so clear even the most miserable person could look up and get a little comfort. So, she, free from worry, dreamed and dreamed.

Was there nothing to fret about in life? Of course not. Were there little annoyances, persistent irritancies, painful hiccups? Oh, yes there were. Just the other day she got into this awkward conversation in her study-group. She felt like a complete fool by the end, and it seemed as if people even physically pulled away from her. A little shuffle here and there, a little disregard of a ‘goodbye’ and one can quickly find themselves on the outskirts of comradery.

But this afternoon, in her dorm she looked up at the sky and dreamed and dreamed, and guess what? That dreaming stayed with her, that moment of clarity and peace followed her through her life popping up here and there, reminding that she too can look up at the sky and dream at any given moment. Sure, she forgot at times, sure she got carried away, sure she kept her head down from time to time, but every now and then she remembered to look up.