Rolling Bubbles

I just feel like seeing myself standing there staring the washing machine, and those bubbles rolling like my feelings in the stomach.

I suddenly remembered those words I read randomly on that magazine. I was so deeply touched, unexpectedly, by such a simple heart-breaking story which I have never been in before.

I just so understand the same kind of pain behind the story, or love, as I knew it. The emotion started to seep out of the page, flowing everywhere……

Everywhere, the bubbles. And the next thing I realized in a second, I am in the flood.

-xG.