Dreaming World

The last journey has brought me to this world. Another world filled with clouds. No more friends No more companions. But a world covered with stars and clouds. In this world, it does not feel the youth, the adventurous. Instead, a gloomy and a melancholiness. The floor of this world, it reflects everything shows on the sky. Wherever I go, the reflection of me always following me. As like there are two worlds and two of me connected in one place. There is nowhere to hide. This indeed a strange place, a mystery place. A place with nothing but reflection. Sitting out of nowhere, looking at the sky. Have a deep thinking. What should I do next? Where should I go next? I have no answer... The time flows as the clouds float. Looking at the clouds, there are slowly moving forward. However, I looking at myself... I am still where I am... I keep asking myself, When will I move? Is it the time to move forward? Spent so much time, so much thinking, ...

Blue sky, fluffy clouds, flying birds. Nothing is more here. Sitting on a cloud, a white fluffy one. Who can even imagine sitting on a cloud? Enjoying myself, enjoying the cozy windy. Not thinking about anything. Empty minded. Listening to the windy sound, listening to the birds' chirp. Just try to feel the surrounding. It is a relaxing place. Everything is moving slowly. As if the time has stopped. I wonder how much time i have been here? How long will i get to the end of the destination? Throughout the journey, i am alone. Maybe... The birds are flying with me. Towards the same direction. I wonder. Maybe... Maybe... We can become friends? The wind blows the clouds, It pushes the white fluffy clouds to somewhere else. As i sitting on it, I will just follow the flows goes. Until where it stop, where it disappear. It may be a long journey... A journey that i could not know when. But i will patiently wait, while enjoy...