The idea of doing it paralyzed my sense of righteous disbelief. The actual doing felt much more complicated than that.. and pleasant. The dessert menu listed "cloud cookies". "Do you suppose they are cookies shaped like clouds or clouds shaped like cookies?" I asked, but by then the answer didn't matter because outside the rain was coming down in sheets and the clouds were more likely to eat US than the other way around.
What does 'eating the cloud' mean to you?
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