As we walk along the coast line, the sounds of the calm swashing of waves disappear.
The sea begin to rise and form bubbles that float up into the air.
One bubble approches, as a gravity pulls it towards us.
Our wet shoes are like cemented to the cold sand, as we observe the bubble slowly closing the distance.
Its glare from the white bright light makes it twinkle against the concrete sand.
Our heart pounds faster, and the ecstatic feeling of euforia is peaking as the bubble is so close, that we cannot see the sky or the sand, and before we know it- We are engulfed in the bubble...
The sound of our heart is barely heard, like filtered through layers of cottoncandy.
We feel total trust.
Time stand still, as we elevate and the bubble takes us out to the sea...
The speed is doubling at an even rate, but as the feeling of relaxation grow, and our tensions release, I understand how tired we really are and our eyelids feel heavy as lead.
As we drift in to sleep, We wonder where we might wake up...
