Go on, leave me breathless.

I used to ask Mummy, who put the clouds up in the sky?

She used to laugh and not be able to answer me, obviously. She'd tell me that no one put it up but I'd never take that as an answer. I remember asking who paint the entire sky blue too, if it was a group of people with really long ladders. Oh, I remember imagining people on high ladders with paint brushes in hand.

Today, it felt like I finally saw one man painting the sky.