The skies here are so expansive. Somehow even bigger than the sky when I was in the midwest; or maybe the intervening years in the New York canyons made me forget.
But the skies here go on forever and the clouds soar and hang and move with great pomp or enormous rush or just hang there like permanent geography.
No wonder my yoga yogi runs me through a relaxation where he says 'you are floating beTWEEEN the clouds'
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