Zephyrs of Time Part 1
A glass full of water tumbled at the edge of the wooden table. In silence, she waits and observes it, she topples the edge and with a poke turns around its center of mass, a second poke it sways around its axis, a third and widens its rotation. The water swirled for a moment, creeping the walls of the glass on one and the other side, it builds momentum and excess of water at the edge of the glass. If it spills out the right amount of water, it won't fall -she thinks- If it takes too much time to spill it, a whole turbulent flow of would top the edge against towards the table pouring diamond drops of water off the table. The last millimeter... -she thinks- The glass rotates over an edge rotates and eventually falls. A cascade of liquid drips down the table. The girl Dalia, irritated with the situation knew she could stop it with a blow-off her nose. Now she knows she has to clean up the mess. Her mom, is getting ready to reprehend her, but she can't contain the flow of emotions...
