When things started falling upwards, I knew it wasn’t going to be an ordinary day. The colander and the beer tankard whirled above my head, making a tiny planetary system.
If life gives you lemons, as they say, make lemonade. I spread my arms and prepared to float into the roof lantern. We’ve all dreamed of flying, right? But my feet remained planted.
That’s my failing. If there’s a rule, I obey it. The law of gravity held me sullen in its grip as the cat began slowly to ascend the blue dome of the sky.