Sleeping under the clouds, it's on my wish list. Although it seems easiest and effortless thing, I have never enjoyed it yet.

Me to Her: I don't like the ceiling interruption between me and the clouds. I want to sleep gazing at clouds with no roof over me.

She to Me: Don't ever say like this again. Only people living on footpath had to sleep under bare clouds because they had no roof over them.

Do norms always supersede wishes?