Daydreaming

…I had a beautiful experience. I virtually lived my recurrent dream in reality. It was a strange day, big heavy clouds coating the sky with glimpses of sun breaking through now and then, magnificent sky, as if accumulating all the power to break down with the downpour and coming to a halt on the very verge of falling down. And the wind seems to be rebelling against the sky's hesitation, dementing the sea. I came to a desolate rocky sea shore going down to the sea abruptly. On that day the waves were coming high up covering the rocks. I've never seen them so big before, rising up and thrashing down with a gargantuan force. I was standing there, unable to move, entranced by the magnitude of the scene. feeling so thrilled I wanted to shout and was absolutely muted. It was so close, I was standing still and expecting every new wave to thrush down over me and involve me in its whirling orgy. Mesmerized, scared, exhilarated. My heart was thumping so strong in my chest I could hear it, as if it were trying to catch up with the rising rhythm of the perturbed waters. Now and then I could feel subtle sprays on my face of the huge waves reaching further and further out to me. At some moment I lost all sense of time, there was just me and this scary, beautiful, adorable mass of water, threatening to take my life away, just like it did, has been doing for years in my dream. I was living it real.