Reminiscing the Whimsy

Tinkering around, tidying up,  thoughts wandered to turbulent gray day. Tumbling, electrified skies signified the possibility of a wild ride. Down and to my right a sea of red unfurled below. A rainbow! Expanding and growing right below me.

Did it happen? Did I fly over a rainbow, was it a dream or was I riding in an airplane?

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