There were plenty of clouds from every direction.
Evening clouds and morning clouds are so different.
. . .and looking into different directions. . .
However, they are always beautiful.
I choose. . . to live by choice, not by chance; to make changes, not excuses; to be motivated, not manipulated; to be useful, not used; to excel, not to compete. I choose self-esteem, not self pity. I choose to listen to my inner voice, not the random opinion of others.