Destinations 7.

“Wow, Doris, we’re intertwined, like two protons in an atom.”

“Guess that we should be neutrons by now. Look above, the sky is blue. What a splendid sky.”

“Amazing. Can’t see the orange anymore. Do you feel the stone?”

“No, where?”

“Under our feet. We’re standing on stone.”

“My darling, I’m wrapping your waist with my legs. All I can feel is you, and this heavenly sky. Ah, the breeze. what a wonderful breeze. Where are we?”

“Trees, flowers. Huge flowers. Trees like hills. Flowers like trees. Where is our pyramid? Yes, Doris, where are we?”