azure skies and windy days

I’ll cross the bridge when I get there

get where? I don’t know

will the trees be gold? will the clouds be pink? will the sky glow lavender?

I don’t really want to think

about all that

or whether the bridge is wood or metal

or cement or brick

or shiny or matt or thin or thick

I just want the wind to blow

not strong or weak but just right;

not gently, not a hurricane

but perfect to fly a kite

mao doodles!! because.. a meow a day? what does a meow a day do?

also slowly uploading them as telegram stickers! https://t.me/addstickers/themeowingmeows

新年快乐！

“I can’t live like this forever, can I?”

“Aimee, would you chase a kite, a flower, or an everlasting summer?”

space and time and the sky are endless.

and so is

do you know what is bigger than an elephant?

“The view up here is superb! Oh, would you like the kite?”

question to faye: whats something you didnt enjoy at first but grew into liking?

“Something? Something. Perhaps kite-flying! I simply did not see the appeal - it was almost akin to watching paint dry, but unlike with paint, it did not have an end! It went round in circles. And one could chase after a kite, but could never catch up to it. It was like chasing after a rainbow!

"However, I then met a very interesting friend. One who could make almost anything beautiful.”

“I don’t think happiness is absorbed into the body that way.”