Soap bubbles. Lots of them.. big, small and tiny and many. She’s enjoying each and every one of them, getting amused at how the thin film’s turning into a full sphere and gazing at it in amaze. Somehow, before it’s getting faded she’s already delighted by the new bubble. And then another one, with a spark in her eyes filled with astonishment, this time a big one. She totally forgot the pain caused by the soap sprinkle in her eye. Wish life’s as simple as that. Just a string of happy, delightful bubbles where I don’t care about saddest part where it looks broken, fades away and just wait for the next one in awe.