My Head is in Your Clouds

We are again with the head in (your) clouds, like the artists, like children. Mobile identities. And even if I move I will always be followed by myself: in fact, ideas, objects, suggestions are here, in parallel, at a stroke. It is the portrait of a situation, precisely, in the shade of a cloud. So, exhausted in the Net, I've really decided that this time I will commit myself.