I love bubbles. When I see your three dots hopping my heart gets excited. I stare at the screen waiting for a bubble. When you blow it I chase it like a child. Bubbles surround me and I swirl happily in them, but when I reach out to touch one it bursts.
These were easy for you to produce. You dipped your wand into a container and blew these words out with ease. I chase them until I’m out of breath. I am out of breath and all of my hopes have burst.