Dream Gig 48: Slicing Clouds

There I was, not paying attention again; restless and lost without the ocean by my side. I walked too many miles on anything that wasn't grass for all those years, and now, I was back in civilization in the midst of the self made problem solvers. All I wanted to do was look outside the window and hopefully have the clouds slicing their way through the sky, and past my vessel.

I wasn't awake. I never had been.