The rainbow Bridge in the empty Parking lot

"I was driving my old sedan down a highway that kept turning into a grassy field, trying to find a bakery to buy a specific slice of melon cake. The sky was dark grey like it was about to pour, but then suddenly this huge, vibrant rainbow appeared right in front of me, touching down in the middle of an empty mall parking lot. It wasn't just colors in the air—it looked solid, like a giant glowing bridge made of soft, pulsing neon light. I parked the car on the sidewalk and ran right up to it, totally overwhelmed by this bubbling, ecstatic happiness in my chest. I reached out and touched the red band, and it felt warm and smooth like sun-warmed glass. Next thing I knew, I was lying on my back in the back seat of a convertible with no doors, floating straight up through the violet stripe into the clouds, laughing out loud because the air smelled like wet pine needles and everything felt so impossibly bright and light."