Floating above the city on pink Clouds

"I was standing on the roof of a parking garage near my high school, looking up at these giant, soft pink clouds that seemed super close to the ground. For some reason I knew I had to go up there to fetch a misplaced house key, so I just pushed off the concrete ledge and started drifting upward. It wasn't like flying in a plane; I was just weightless, floating straight up through the cool, quiet air like a balloon. Then suddenly I was way up above the entire city, coasting through brilliant white fog while the setting sun warmed my face. Below me, the roads and houses looked like tiny toys spread out on a rug, but there was no wind noise at all—just complete, velvety silence. I stretched my arms out and leaned back into a cloud, feeling this deep, tranquil stillness settle over my whole body. I didn't care about the key anymore or how I was going to get back down; I just drifted through the endless blue sky, feeling totally at rest and completely safe."