A Dream Of The Sea. July 13th.

Last night I dreamed that I was on a beach; it was a dream beach full of glittering golden sand and the sun was high and bright. I was alone at the shoreline and the water was full of people I knew from my past. They each came up to see me individually and I said my part and they said theirs and I wished them well and sent them back to sea. I saw many people I used to know and they all seemed mostly well. And I walked down the beach alone as the sun was setting and then I heard sounds of scraping sand behind me. I turned around and it was you and I felt my heart leap and flop in my chest. You spoke to me gently and kindly and I remembered who I used to know and how I used to love you. We walked together for a long time and it was almost dark. When the last glints of sunlight sprinkled across the water as the sun set down behind the sea, you told me that you had to leave, that you had to go back to the water. I hugged you goodbye and then I sat on the shore and cried, for you and for all the other people whom I have lost to selfishness and stupidity or just even to the folly of youth.