14:33
I had a dream.
A dream so simple yet so beautiful, a dream stacked away deep in the corner of my mind ashamed to make its existence known. The absurdity of the dream is almost laughable, yet, I find myself letting that one little scene seize my every thought. The corners of my mouth stretch upwards, I close my eyes as I allow the images to indulge me. I am now on the beach, a glass of drink in one hand, and a book by Rina Myers in the other. Fine, soft pale sand dancing beneath the sole of my feet. With each stride, the triumphant blue sea clashes into itself with so much verve, breathing life back into my very soul. The sound of laughter is imitated all across the beach, reminding me of an easy life.
