Powers of ten

On a remarkably hot day, I decided to escape from the office for a brief while and take some much needed time to myself to relax and ponder some recent events (what events I'll get around to tomorrow - nothing of terribly great interest to anyone other than myself though). I found a small grassy area, seemingly devoid of other people, and sat cross-legged in the shade of an adolescent sapling. I wasn't far from a busy road, and I could still hear the traffic in the distance, but looking around me all I could see was grass and trees and sky. It was a tranquil visage

Without closing my eyes I imagined myself, floating upwards, looking down at myself still sitting in the grass. I drifted higher and I could see the network of roads and offices blocks and houses. Higher still and countryside opened up before me. Then the country, and oceans, and continents. Then the planet, hung amongst a web of twinkling stars, until at last it became lost amongst them.

Then the scene reversed and I began to spiral downwards, rushing headlong back towards the small grassy area where I still sat until finally I was standing just behind myself. And then I uncrossed my legs, got up and turned around, as though some part of me was expecting to see myself standing there. But I looked around and realised I wasn't there at all.