(Author’s note: Mental health is very important. I’ve had to take a few weeks off, again, because of too much information overload. As I grow older, it seems my capacity for information has grown to be lesser. I am doing fine today, but who knows how I will be next week. Let’s enjoy today, and this fictioneers piece. Please enjoy the music, and the story that goes with it!)

© Ronda Del Boccio

Blue Blue Sky

by Miles H. Rost

2000 feet above the Yamhill Valley, Patricia breathed in the air.

“If I could stay up here forever, I would.”
“Not a terrestrial person?” Her husband responded, turning the valve to take them a slight bit higher.
“There’s just so much down there. So much going on, so much trouble.”

She didn’t seem wrong, in her husband’s eyes. The more peaceful a place, the better.

“We’re going to have to go down eventually.”
“I know. I just want to stay up here as long as I can.”

They started a very slow descent, mirroring the setting sun out in the distance.