You’re walking through a field one summer day, just to clear your head. As you’re walking, you see a boy walking towards you, but he’s looking up at the sky.

The way the sun was peeking through the clouds, and illuminating him, you couldn’t help but feel intrigued. He wore a black and white plaid shirt, with a white tank top underneath it. He also had baggy jeans on and white air forces.

He looks back down in front of him and sees you, giving you a soft smile,

“You out here to clear your head, too?”

You’re caught off guard for a moment, but nod soon after.

“Figured. You have that same look on your face I get on mine when I’m feeling troubled.” he replies, the grass lightly swaying in the breeze,

“Do you wanna sit and talk? Maybe we can help each other out.” he offers, giving a small smile.

What did you have to lose? He seemed genuine and down-to-earth.

You give a nod and smiles, before sitting down,

“C’mon, sit.” he pats the longer grass next to him.

You sit, another nice breeze blowing by as you look up at the clear sky. Not a cloud in sight.

“Sometimes I wish my head was like that,” he says before you look over at him, his gaze fixated on the sky,

“Clear and free of obstructions.”

You look back up at the sky. You noticed just how blue it was. How pretty it was.

“So… what’s on your mind? What brings ya out here to a random field on a random Wednesday afternoon?” he turns his head to look at you, noticing that your gaze was now fixated on the sky.