Take a sad song and make it better

If you want to have your world seem both precious and expansive at the same time, I can recommend taking a walk in the early evening when the sky has just begun to drape a gauzy sherbet-hued scarf across its clear blue neck. It needs to be summer, so when you pass by a high school it seems abandoned and frozen in time and your mind can fill it's halls with the class of, say, 85'. The school will feel like a big sleeping lion, drugged perhaps, so that you can get REALLY close and inspect its teeth, smell it's breath and run your fingertips along it's mane and maybe even throw an arm over its stretched back and spoon a little. All this will happen without your needing to stop. You may notice that 2 of the trees on a tree-lined street have been chosen as the official crow meeting place for all crows within a 2 mile radius, and you will marvel as the sky becomes scribbled with a mass of black lines and you will wonder how they all knew to meet then and there and why they perch together in silence. And, because of the angle of the setting sun, it will all be in silhouette, and you will unconsciously bring your hand to your heart and audibly inhale. All this will be on the way to a park and here you will hear a group of 5 or so children, ages 5-7 maybe, spontaneously sing an entire verse and chorus of "Hey Jude".