The Getaway

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.

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