In the Clouds

Up and up we travel. The sky beneath us is pure white. It feels as if we will ascend forever, until our pink bubble stops. It's like a balloon caught in a high ceiling. "Is this that glass ceiling I've been hearing about?" I ask. Olivia half grins. Our bubble rolls along the ceiling, but goes nowhere. Olivia grabs my hand. " I have an idea." She announces. I eagerly look up to her. " I'm going to deactivate the bubble. Then I'll let us fall a hundred feet before activating a new bubble. Hopefully we'll be able to get out of here." She looks to me. "You ready?" She asks. I gulp and nod. We count to three. She throws down the shield. We drop only a few feet before hitting a hard , linoleum floor in the middle of our puffy, white, cloud. I dust myself off. To quote Alice in Wonderland, "curiouser and curiouser."