It started in the clouds. I lost my keys on a solid cloud. This meant that I wouldn’t be able to start my car, so I had to trek through the fluffy cotton candy-like terrain to find them. It isn’t exactly easy to find car keys in the clouds — it’s a mess of fluff and blinding sunlight that makes it nearly impossible.
As I stumbled through the mass of mountainous clouds, my foot was caught on a hole within the atmosphere, and I was flying upside down. As much as I tried to free myself, I was stuck there.
And then I saw you, riding on a bird, smiling sweetly. All my thoughts of keys vanished. It was an eyeopening experience, until I fell off course. The wind flows through me, I love that feeling. You didn’t catch me; that’s not like you to do, you let me “enjoy” the fall. Then your hand, like a winged angel, extended below the clouds.
5:53 — my salvation.