When you live in a bubble of happiness you tend to forget that the bubble, as long as it's outside you, around you, it remains what it is- a wrap. Of course, the sight can be amazing, rainbows and sunshine everywhere. You care about nothing outside of it, because why would you? Your life already feels perfect.
Harsh reality-check: Not only it's just a wrap, but once it pops, the air inside it will escape. And you might choose to stay in there, with no air, just the view you once knew so well, and you won't know why you're suffocating. And you struggle to breathe less, maybe it will last more, maybe you'll still have some air left inside it for tomorrow. You might even try to rip yourself apart and use the pieces to patch it, make it last more.
Eventually you give up and try to crawl out what's left of you. And it's cold and dark outside your bubble wrap, and there's no one left. Being able to breathe does not take away the pain of the missing pieces...
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