#3

I've come upon this by luck, no wait, maybe it was fated. I'm floating in the atmosphere, I don't want to come down. Enveloped, angels fly around me singing sweet songs. If I ever come down, I will find a way back, this I swear. Time isn't important, nothing really is, the only thing important is joy. Happiness. Love. I'm sorry if you don't believe me, no I'm not. I pity you though. It's time to come down, maybe not now, but eventually. Who knows when it's not important? I'm swelling with joy, exuberant. Life doesn't get much better, if this is life. If not, let me just stay here for a little while longer, I hope you don't mind.