Bubbles

Today Zack and I went for a run in Central Park. At noon. On one of the hottest, most humid days so far. Yup, bad idea. We walked back, which meant we got to observe the street performers. I adore street performers, and I try to make sure there's always a dollar or a few quarters on me if I see something cool. I was running, so no dollars, unfortunately for the performers. But I digress. We noticed two guys blowing those huge bubbles, you know, the ones between two sticks, with a piece of rope? [Here's a cool video if you don't.] I started to take a picture, and one of the guys noticed me and asked if I wanted to take one inside the bubble. Psshhh, of course! It took a couple tries, but he eventually got the bubble to form around me. It was one of the neatest things, to see the world through a floating, soapy film. Everything looked so pretty, full of rainbows and sparkles and wonder. After the bubble popped, the world went back to being normal and un-Disney looking. But I still remember the sparkles. Sometimes we need to see the world through a bubble.