Ive always thought my ideas are like clouds -maybe its from staring out to many windows.
light, airy, undefined, intangible, and fleeting. They waft past and you see something beautiful in them, but try and catch them and mold them and they disappear into nothing. I like my ideas fluffy and undefined they are fun and perfect full of possibilities.
My window should represent this ideas wafting around, forming breaking apart. Sure some people will expect to see sky through a window and look no further, but to me the sky represent endless possibilities the entire thoughts of the planet.
I’m a pretty optimistic person so a happy blue sky will fit best.