Shadow clouds

In elementary school, two of my friends and I spent a whole lunch recess staring at our shadows.

“Don’t close your eyes! You can’t blink! 10…9…8…7…”

My eyes were tearing up. What was the point of this? My tears would ruin the result anyway. Yet I persevered, widening my eyes even more to fight the urge to close them.

“3…2…1… okay now look up!”

We looked up at the blue, blue sky in unison. The shape of our shadows were dancing in the sky.

“Whoaaaaaa,” we all giggled.

“Okay let’s try different shapes! How about we make a word out of our bodies?”

“3…2…1… now!”

We looked up at the sky, unable to make out the word because our small bodies could only contort so much, but delighted all the same.

“So cool!”

We continued on for the rest of the half hour we had. Must have looked crazy straining our eyes at our shadows and then staring at the sky.

But honestly that was the first day I thought, I don’t mind living in the sky some day. Seems like it could be fun. Sometimes I feel like an alien, after all.