“Do you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel?”
- Hamlet

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“Does that cloud look like a camel to you?”

“Not really, no.”

“Hmm. Well, maybe try turning your head to another angle. Sometimes that helps. Or maybe you just need some time to see it.”

“Word… Man, you know what else is like that?”

“What?”

“My high school relationship. Shit, I was so in love. She was my first kiss, I got butterflies every time I saw her, the works. Man, I would’ve sold the farm for her. But now, it’s like… she was just this seventeen year old girl who let me do stuff other girls wouldn’t. Y’know?”

“Um. Yeah. Hey look, it kind of changed into a cigar or maybe -”

“Dude I seriously think you’re on to something here. Like I used to play music y’know. Like in a band and stuff. And I thought we were hot shit man, I really did. I loved just rocking out, even though we were playing openers at shitty bars. But I felt we were getting to the next level, y’know, so I kept scheduling more and more rehearsals. And the other guys kept saying it was too much or whatever so there was a big fight and I kicked them all out. And then I was alone. And it took me a while, it took me a while man, but now I realize it wasn’t about the music. It was about the camaraderie, the homies. I just wanted to hang out with them again. But it was too late.”

“I think you’re reading too much into this. I’m just trying to talk about some fucking clouds.”

“Or my mom. Man, I hated her. I hated her so much. She was always pushing me and pushing me and kids just don’t like that y’know? So I screamed at her and I would never listen to her. But she kept trying. Come to think of it, it was when she passed that shit really started falling apart. Are you up there mom? CAN YOU HEAR ME? I LOVE YOU!!!!
Anyways, that’s enough about me. You got anything like that?”

“I think this date’s over.”