Writing About Trampolines

And then all of a sudden I was filled with this energy, fizzing and popping all over the place and I felt like I needed to run. I started running, faster than I had ever run before; I guess my platform sandals must’ve had a really good surface area for running on sand. I wanted to look back, to make sure that you had started running too, but I knew that I was not supposed to turn around.

I ran and ran until I reached the edge, and saw that underneath it all this planet had a hard shell, blue like a birds egg. I wanted to break a few layers of crust off and give them to you, I wanted to shout into the open abyss and hear the words come back to me. But instead I turned around and shouted “I love you”, right into your face.