The Dream of the Long Beach

Come here, sit with me. I want to tell you about a dream.

When I was young, I used to live by the sea. Every night I used to fall asleep to the sound of the waves. I remember that feeling, even now.

In the dream, I was walking on the beach. The sun was going down, and the water was warm around my feet. I used to have this dream a lot, but it always ended the same way.

My mother was standing far away, by the old boat. She was waving to me. I used to run to her, but she never got any closer. I would run and run, and the beach just got longer.

I am old now, and I have not seen that beach in many years. But I still remember the warm water, and my mother waving. Some dreams stay with you. This one stayed with me my whole life.