Sky

I romanticize.

The sky in Charlotte is beautiful. It is, really.
I could just write that.

Or
I could think of writing it down
while lying on the green grass
on a late sunny afternoon,
lazying around
thinking of how beautiful
the Charlotte sky is.

I'm not writing this lying on the green grass.
But
that's what I imagine doing while I write this.

Maybe it's just the effect of the beautiful sky, afterall.
It makes you romanticize.

So,
that's what i do.