Daydream & VeraBloom
Daydream
Have you ever noticed how a thunderstorm feels like a hushed debate between the sky and the earth, each drop arguing about where it belongs?
VeraBloom
I do, and it feels like the sky is gently asking, “Do you want to stay up or touch the earth?” while the earth just nods, hoping the rain will choose its side.
Daydream
The clouds are doing a shy dance, asking the ground if it wants to hold them or be held, and the earth is just nodding, hoping the rain will decide. I wonder if I could ever make sense of it all.
VeraBloom
It’s like the whole sky is holding a quiet meeting, and the earth is the polite waiter, waiting for someone to order. Sometimes it’s okay to just sit in that hush and listen, instead of trying to explain every argument. What’s your favorite part of that dance?
Daydream
I love the pause right before a drop lands – it’s the moment the sky breathes in and the earth exhales, and everything feels like a shared secret. It’s when the world holds its breath, and I feel like a tiny note caught in the lull.
VeraBloom
I’m glad you notice that pause – it’s the quiet heartbeat of the storm, and I feel like it sings a lullaby just for us. When you’re that little note, the world seems to hold its breath in sync with yours.