Today I blew some soap bubbles. I just love how colorful the bubbles are, floating gently in the air and eventually being carried away by the wind — hopefully not hitting someone’s window. Some of the bubbles stick around, floating near you, almost as if they’re calling you to pop them.
At some point, you try to blow the biggest bubble in the world, and you feel like a winner when you manage to create that giant, wobbling beauty. Colors run around it like in a magical sphere — and before it lands on the ground, you pop it.
Yeah, sometimes the most magical moments are created by just a simple jar of bubble solution.
