Cumulus clouds

My head is above the clouds sometimes.

I think about a better me.

The one that would be a better mom.

The one that would have more money.

The one that would have better writing.

The one that would be less selfish.

The one that would quit her job.

The one that would step out of her comfort zone more often.

The one that let her daydreams be her real actions.

The one that lets go of fear.

The one.