Air vertigo

He floats into the air, forgetting the long way made until this point.

He doesn't remember what was on the road, being unable too see what will follow.

Just floating, into some kind of thin air, with a perspective so large that it becomes everything in a world full of perspective, where perspective is all and all is nothing.


He still cares for simple things, but passes by them quickly, amused.

Inside is air. Outside is air. And light passes through it, emerging in a simply ray that vanishes in infinity.

Seeking for something that is everywhere. Seeking for... a breath of air.

Suddenly, he realizes the irony. And breaths.