a whimsical affair

i've got this fascination with bubbles.

they bring such fleeting pleasure;

mere moments of existence but how very captivating.

utterly fragile, so easily snuffed out;

yet flexible, the tensile strength creating bubbles.

they characterise the small blessings that we choose to be.

tiny, transient moments that make no tangible contributions.

its a good time to sort through these thoughts.

i like quiet, nua-ing days.

but i like tours even better!

love the ship's atmosphere!