Too bad. No inhibitions. What am I without? Someone I don't want to be. Sand. Would be lovely. Normally don't dream about beaches. But so cold. A beach and sun. Not too warm. Just warm enough. Feeling of sand under my feet. Feet get wet, sand sticks. Don't like. I draw in the sand. I throw rocks in the water. Then I go sleep in my hut. I'm so so tired. I wake up I go outside it is all black and I see stars I can't see from home. I see a shooting star and I don't wish for it because the moment is perfect.