Springing up and facing the sky. It turned out having more blue than I had imagined since I was going for a different kind of feel. It is different from other things I have done, I think, but it took forever and I don't like that generally. These ideas come to me fleetingly and the result should be fleeting as well.
I don't know what this means to me. I guess I am just a little hopeless right now. Loss of words. Perhaps I will write a haiku one day for it. Probably not, though.