~.~

I look at the world upside-down.

The canopies of my favourite trees spread downwards; the jetty to the lake looks like a jetty into the sky. My lovely home stands tall – in the wrong direction.

The view is transfixing; could this be the reason my son goes up the monkey bars; to look at the world from this perspective? I see people running on the clouds, cars screeching on roads leading to heaven.

There's a lot of buzz here; I'm starting to feel dizzy now. Through all the blood and shattered glass from my windscreen, I finally see an ambulance.

~.~