Stars, a grand expanse of stars for
as far as the eye can see. I stood; amazed at the long mass of light that I was
standing on. I was on the Milky Way. With every step the ground vibrated
beneath the soles of my boots. I crouched down and scooped up a handful of
glittering sunlight. As I held it in the palm of my hand a pleasantly warm
feeling seeped through my glove and tickled my hand. I clutched the light tight
and slipped it away deep in my pocket. As I began to walk I started to sink a
little, I gave the sensation of walking on a sun kissed beach in the warm sand.
I softly started humming a tune. The song I was singing helped me notice, I was
the only person for a million miles. I could sing and dance however I wanted. I
ran to my ship, upsetting sun sand as I went. Out of my small rocket I hauled
out my record player. I plugged it in to a small outlet in my ship and music
started to blare out of the speakers. I slipped off my boots and I was off. I
kicked up sun sand as I flipped and spun around to the beat. Soon a small dent
had formed around me and the sun sand shimmered forming a bubble around me it
lifted me up above the stars, then down around the stars to float in open
space. I panicked, but then I relaxed the shimmer calmed me and slowly lulled
me to sleep.
When I awoke I was surprisingly on
the ground in my New York apartment. I got up, was it all a dream? It must have
been I trudged to my bathroom to wash my face. I stuffed my damp hands into my
pockets, and when I took them out my hand was coated in a bright, shimmering
dust.
