(I didn’t write this)
Me: What are you doing?
Brandon: Eating dinner. Wbu?
Me: Doing this project, called sio. You send letters to people anonymously and say nice things to brighten their day. It’s fun and makes you feel, great.
Brandon:Tell them they smell like clouds. I’ve always wanted to smell like a cloud.
Me: lmao, why a cloud?
Brandon: cuz. clouds are awesome. Their just like people. They move, they change, they cry, they stay together….
Me: that’s so true. OMG. that would make a good quote. but clouds don’t smell
Brandon: How do you know. Have you got close enough to a cloud to smell it?
Me: in a dream
Brandon: I see. I always imagined theyd smell like life.
Me: what does life smell like exactly?
Brandon: It changes a lot. Sometimes it can be a terrible odor, and sometimes, it can be as fresh as the spring. It depends which cloud you smell.
Me: I wish I could fly. Just to try it.
Brandon: I can fly. In my mind
Me: sometimes I wish we lived in our minds. It doesnt make sense. but we have more freedom and power in our minds. we can fly. be invisible. anything we want.
Brandon: You do live in your mind. The images your eyes see are transmitted to your brain. You see exactly what you want to see.
Me: but I dont chose to see death or pain, but yet sometimes I see it.
Brandon: You see pain. I see change, you see death, I see movement to better life. Feelings can be controlled too. You make life what you want it to be.
