Whenever I see a cloud formation, I am whisked back to a time when my older brother Michael and I would spend our entire day playing outside.
Often we would stretch out on our backs, side by side, with our arms tucked behind our heads, infinitesimal beneath the Carolina-blue sky. We chewed on overgrown sweet-tasting blades of grass and watched a cotton-candy-cloud cinema unfold from the heavens.
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