Saturday, 2 August 2008
Joy in a sphere.
Soap bubbles get me all excited. The kind you blow, not the kind in your bath tub. They make me feel like a little kid again. Just happy.
I don't know why, It's one of the best feelings, blowing bubbles, watching my cats swat at them....watching the kids in Tina's special ed class, the laughter on their faces....
Maybe it's the pretty colours, iridiscent rainbows, colours that no paintbox can replicate, changing every second. Maybe it's the way they fly away, light, beautiful and free, the way we all want to be....
The perfection, the uniqueness.
The fact that a thousand physics lessons can be taken from a perfect bubble.
I don't know why. It's always been able to cheer me up, blowing bubbles. Irresistable.
Me and chikki are making lists, lists of the small joys. so far i think we have....134 i think....
Edit: PS the photo is courtesy google. I didn't take it. I wish i had, though.