suns out.. I sat outside today.. blew a beacon of soap bubbles. Did you notice? well.. it doesnt matter, it wasn't ment for you.
There was quite a few bubbles around when I left. Oh.. and if you didnt know, as if you didnt figure it out, soap bubbles make terrible beacons.
They pop before they fizz and fizz before they fade, and you can never hold onto one long enough to make it last. Just when you think you can, when you hold your breath and blow.. its out. gone.. with a splat. But still.. as unsensable as soap bubbles are, I find them to be terrificully brilliant.
Such bold little statements.. a strange kind of quote worth mentioning, On sunny days.. a notorious magnet for flippity bits and sunshine scars..
Next time you can come with me, we'll climb some city rooftop and blow until we've burst ourselves..
