


I love clouds. I think they are magical; that in a moment, with a tiny gust of wind or shift of light, they can change and look completely different. I'm constantly inspired by clouds and whenever I go outside, I find myself looking up to the sky. That's why tonight, as I stumbled outside in a post-work daze, and I saw the sky filled with dense, dark clouds consuming the last of the daylight, I was the girl in the Target parking lot taking pictures on her phone.
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