Its early in the morning and my heart is pounding ~ I wonder if she feels the vibrations in the space around ~  We're at 30,0000ft and I no longer see the ground. The ladders we're on lean against craggy rock wall. She climbs the ladder parallel to the one I'm on. Trickles of water move like molasses ~ We're one year, 4 months, 20 days apart ~ And right now she's 2ft to touch. Moving faster than I she hits the top first.  I hit the top and stop and my stomach turns and churns. Much more eager than I, she courageously jumps atop the landing while I hold back. She stumbles a bit, not calculating the size of the stone she pounces upon. This ladder feels as though its floating and I freeze. She encourages me to push further. I climb atop the landing and look out at rocky clouds scattered across an open bottomless space ~ Clouds made of rock ~ Hazy gray solid minerals ~ pyrite, amethyst, moldavite gleam so bright, but from where comes the light? We're dead and at 30,000ft in a direction far from where we began. I love this land. I feel so alive. I'm not breathing but my heart is full of love and its pounding and overwhelmed by the beauty and by the circumstances I shiver and the quivers ricochet's across space. Time doesn't exist. She skips forward to the first floating rock and I follow but lose my step and almost fall by fear has disappeared. I throw myself down in a fetal position to feel the stillness. I look out into magenta skies bursting with blues, purples, reds and yellows. Swirling around the color are bubbles and within the bubbles little portholes into our childhood together. I regain focus and center myself enough to get up on my feet and continue on this journey in the sky ... I awaken and its 420am.