I know the feeling....
When I was in Peru the sky was a constant blue. A hot sun and cielo azul.
I, too, longed for the British weather. How I missed those clouds. A respite from the blazing sun? Possibly. But I really missed those clouds. The sizes, the shapes, the colours. My friends, the clouds.
Maybe they were searching for me in England. They didn't know I had left. Instead, I found myself in isolation.
When I returned my friends were waiting for me. They shed tears of joy. So did I.
Favorite track: Teachers.