Trippin' words

Photography

Red bubbles were floating everywhere, sometimes popping when they collided with others. I tried to hold one of them, but every time I got close to the bubbles, they would move away, like two positive magnets repelling against each other. So I floated, going in no particular direction. I felt relaxed- and I took advantage of this relaxation to spread out my arms and legs, looking like a starfish. I hadn’t known where I was and I didn’t care to wonder. But I did question the bubbles- why had they repelled against me? I reached out, trying to touch one. It just moved away. This got me a little bit annoyed and I flailed, trying to nab one of the red bubbles. I did not touch one. I felt angry now, and less relaxed. I heard a distant voice, saying something important. But I couldn’t make out the words; they were muffled, as if the voice had a towel in their throat. I twisted my body around, looking for the source of the voice. But it seemed to be everywhere, yet in one direction. “Hello?” I called out. More muffled speak. I furrowed my brows and forced myself to move faster. As I did, I felt the magnetic repel of the bubbles smacking my face. It felt bad, as if someone was pushing air into my face.

“Dave.”

I groaned a bit as the scenery around me changed. Everything was black now, with a tint of dark red.

“Dave.”

I fluttered my eyes open, seeing the computer sitting still on the table.

“David, get up.”

Who is making that muffled noise, I thought.

Suddenly, the warmth that was hugging me for so many hours had thrown itself off. I shivered quietly, goose bumps growing on my skin.

“Get up.”

The voice was getting clearer now, and I opened my eyes fully. I sat up with a low groan and yawned loudly.

“I don’t have all day, here.”

I blinked slowly and turned my head to the source of the voice. It was my brother, Dirk.

“G’m-m…” I mumbled.

“Yeah, you too.”

I stretched my arms out and leaped out of bed.

“What do you need that requires waking me up, dude?” I asked.

“Dave, we’re getting a family photo today.”

It took me a few seconds for that to sink into my head.

“Photo? Since when?” I had no recollection of this ‘family photo’.

Dirk gave an annoyed sigh. “I reminded you yesterday night, kid. Told you to get to bed early.”

Oh, I thought.

“Now get in the shower and get dressed right. We’re leaving in two hours.”