Clouds

I was waiting at the Caltrain station today and I saw some kids throwing rocks at a sign. Teenagers. 

The sky was clear with puffs of gray and white clouds gliding past. It was a break from the storm. 

And one of the kids was just screaming. Yelling like an angry ape. And just being obnoxious. And I thought, Why do they have to do that? Why do they have to disturb everyone’s peace here? What’s the point of this? 

But then I noticed those clouds again. Just gray and white, drifting by.