Indiscreet aperture (I)

It was a typical summer morning.
I was in my kitchen drinking my coffee, smoking my cigarette, doing my makeup, preparing to go to work.
In all that rush I took half of pill and I was on my way. It was 8:00 or 9:00, the streets were busy, filled with rushing cars, and people were running after the bus trying to catch it, there were some workers trying to do something but it was too early for them too.
From home to my work I had to pass a bridge, It was a 15-20 min walk, but for me, it felt like forever.
The pill started kicking in and made sure that I was feeling it. I felt like I was floating, everything was in slow-motion, my breath was thinner, Gilmour slowly disappeared….everything was in an undertone.
Suddenly I started to laugh without any reason and felt “something” through my body. I didn’t know what it was and surely how to control it. Some people were looking funny at me….but there was I….floating…smiling.