An iStoryby J. W. Gottlieb
Found a recipe for an instant vacation. Milliseconds to get there, and seconds to stay. You can take this trip from the washbasin in the restroom at work.
Snort water, just a little. Both nostrils if you can. Or one at a time.
And boom, there you are swimming as a child, caught by a wave, under the sun, seagulls squawking nearby. The shore behind you.
And then you’re back. Better blow your nose.
Loved this little portal to my past so much that I went looking for others.