She blows the wand to create a magical moment for herself, once she cherished. Her heart is filled with joy when she saws the bubbles fleeting in the air, drifting and descending over the vast fields.
Her eyes sparkled with merriment when she found the bubbles floating around her.She observes closely the world of dreams glistening from its iridescent surfaces. Out of curiosity, she prods it with her fingertip to break free the world trapped between its surfaces but it burst and dissolves in the air with mist falling all around the ground. She blinks her eyes and sighs with excitement after she watches the spectacular view of the bubbles fleeting slowly on the windless summer day.
She blows the wand again to produce more soap bubbles to recapture the moment which is so delicate and fragile, like life, that sometimes burst mid-air when touched by a sudden gust of wind. She sees herself caged inside a big bubble, trapped in the past, isolated from the present moment.
At last, she decides to lose all the care and worries of the past and live the life to the fullest- just for a day.