The Bubbles

As I was doing my mindless experiment today, a million thoughts went through my mind and I had so many things I wanted to record down into my blog. But when I left my workplace, all these thoughts flew out of my head. Now the only think I can remember from the day is how much I miss the days when I would play with my sister. I loved to blow bubbles. I would blow them in the bathroom while taking my bath, using my own body shop. Trying to blow the biggest bubble I could and catch it in my hands before it burst. Going into Toys'R Us would mean begging my mom for a bottle of their bubble solution. Then I would blow the bubbles from the window of my room and try to blow as many as I could with one breath. I remember when my window and room were filled with these bubbles. It was so beautiful and I loved it. But then my mom would always scold me for blowing them in the room because it made the room soapy and slippery. Still I would blow and blow until my mom threw my bottle of bubbles away. As I grew older, other things filled my mind and I forgot about the bubbles. I was too busy with the internet, MTV and computer games. I don't know why I suddenly remember the bubbles and now I miss them. I want to fill the sky with bubbles once more.

I'm going to buy myself a bottle of bubbles as soon as possible. Then I can blow to my heart's content and there will be no one to scold me (so long as the neighbours don't complain).