There is a golfer, standing on a tee, next to his partner.
He stands there for what seems like an eternity.
He looks up at the sky, he looks down at the ground, he measures the wind, he measures his own blood pressure.
He is preparing to hit a perfect shot.
His friend grows more and more agitated.
"Come on, come on... hit the ball already!"
The man ignores his friend.
And then, the golfer begins to... drift upward.