When I used to be a kid, I always imagined to built a house above the clouds or inside one of them.
I thought if I lived there, no one could hurt me and I could watch what was everyone doing every day without them knowing.
Until my mom told me that it was impossible to live in a cloud because of its lightweight,
It took me few months to agree with her because I didn't want to accept the fact I could never be able to sit on a cloud... ever.
And that applies for other examples as well, because sometimes we dream, imagine, about something our whole lives, and then someone comes and tells us that's impossible,
Maybe it isn't impossible maybe what they meant was your way of accomplishing your idea is wrong.
Because at the end of the day
I still can't sit on the clouds
But I might be able to touch it or feel it someday.
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