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The sky was a crisp ghost-blue, like when the day is warming up hot after a night full of ice. “I remember feeling kinda giddy, like I’d been spinning around and my head hadn’t stopped swirling yet. I was happy—woozy-happy. I was stumbling all over the place. Bumping into everything. It can’t have been, you know. Safe.” “No one helped you?” I said.

[Cara] Everything still hasn’t sunk into my pretty dumb head. It’s as if the time itself seemed to have slowed down and the world stopped revolving around me. My body moved automatically without being told what to do. My eyes stare distantly, but not seeing at all. It feels like I am floating, my head wrapped around the cloud, and a knife lodged between my chest. Tweaking and twisting in a painful thrust, making it so hard to breathe. “Cara...”

The roughness is only there when I try to deliberately touch them, why? Standing up, I walk all around the room, my body feels abnormally light, and even though my feet are planted on the ground, I feel like I am floating, it is not an uncomfortable feeling though, I actually feel free and unrestrained, this place just feels as if it has less gravity, is that even possible? Either way, walking was never this much fun, I almost giggle with each step if it wasn’t for that one annoying question. Where am I? and how did I get here?

“Yeah, you know, kind of like floating, but it has a bit more ee to it.” He shook his head slowly. “No. I don’t think I do know.” “Well, floating suggests water, right? Being in a boat and just bobbing aimlessly around with no destination in mind. Or being up in the air, with nothing under your feet. But this was more solid and grounded. It had the same wispy freedom as regular old floating, except it was safe and secure. It had purpose. It was…” When I twirled my hand, trying to come up with the perfect description for what I had experienced, he suggested, “Floaty?”

I’m nоt аngrу. It’s ѕtrаngе, everything fееlѕ surreal. Evеn the buѕу traffic appears furthеr аwау then ever. I’m in a bubblе оf isolation, drіvіng tоwаrdѕ a futurе I dоn’t understand.

The world under my feet just feels like it has tilted. No.

I’m nоt аngrу. It’s ѕtrаngе, everything fееlѕ surreal. Evеn the buѕу traffic appears furthеr аwау then ever. I’m in a bubblе оf isolation, drіvіng tоwаrdѕ a futurе I dоn’t understand.

I quickly banished thoughts of Harper Cain, vowing to myself to stay as far away from him as possible. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time. How can you experience these two things at the same time? But that was exactly how I was feeling now. I could practically feel myself floating as if I were swimming in some invisible river. And I was falling too, like I was being sucked into a vortex.

It took me a minute before I could answer her. "I-I feel like my whole body is spinning. When I try to move, even just a little bit, it feels like I'm waving. The feeling where I am on a beach." Yea, right. That's how I really feel. I thought it was just a plain headache, but now, I don't think so.

I asked for this silence. And right now, I actually feel… clear. Not happy. Not sad either. Just… clear. Like my body and mind have gone through a car wash after a long storm and even if there’s still mud on the tires, the windshield’s finally clean. I tip my face up to the sky. The sun’s behind the clouds, that kind of mid-grey sky that can’t decide if it wants to rain or not. A cool breeze brushes over my skin. I close my eyes and just breathe.