Sometimes, when no challenge is present, I catch myself drifting in lighter-than-air vapor, above a distant island. Resting on thermals like one would in a hammock or gently nested in a mother's arms.
Down below is an ocean with waves still enough to reflect the sky, but unrelenting enough for a choir of cresting waves to lull even the most restless sea creatures. It is peaceful here, with water pristine and crisp as a sea of crystals and sand that glistens with an interstellar glow: especially at night.
Otters dot the distant waters dosing amongst the rolling swells. Dolphins gracefully dive into the water with a joy that can break most hardened of hearts. And squids in the deep, with their bio-luminescence, dazzle even the most experienced eyes.
Sometimes, when the task at hand has become dull, I'll be drifting high above with the clouds of this imaginary island. So be careful when you tap my shoulder, because I'll come crashing down like a hard bolt of lightning.
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