The sky in Charlotte is beautiful. It is, really.
I could just write that.
I could think of writing it down
while lying on the green grass
on a late sunny afternoon,
thinking of how beautiful
the Charlotte sky is.
I'm not writing this lying on the green grass.
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.
that's what i do.