Other worlds

When I was little, I used to stand on the edge of puddles and look into them. Have you ever tried?

It is like standing on the edge of a thin asphalt crust and looking into an upside down world on the other side of that crust. You can almost fall into it. A window into the other world with sky and clouds, trees and similar version of myself on the other side.

I used to stare into a puddle until I got a strong feeling that everything on the other side of the thin crust is real and until the water stops being water and becomes air.

I forgot about it until today when my friend N posted a picture with such sky-filled window-puddle. Now I am going to stare into the puddles again. Join me.