To: Somebody. From: Anyone...
A sort of "Floating" receip: A bubble arrives at the Air Customer Services Department to ask about the receipt of her last journey floating time,... " we do not have it anymore ", a Nitrogen molecule on shift answered(Nitrogen is the most abundant gas in air: they always used to be in shift...). " ones you explote, it existens evanish... At least it does in our own system... ". " All records of you ever been flying just exist in your memory dear air user Bubble ".. The Bubble felt a vacuum in her chest for a moment... She was expecting fly again with the same delightful molecules she colide and cross in the air the last floating free fall time when the true love(a blow from the lungs of a human believe in Santa, fairy tales ans Sasquatch) was inside her... How I will find it again those amazing breath flavors of hope, fun and comminment of my last flight? Hmm... Maybe there are other options. To visit the World Wide Fluid Authority, The Ocea...