She has had some holidays on the shoaling beach, she gazed down into the water, the incoming waves took her far from the beach, feeling the wind to blow against her back. It was warmer than in the forenoon, the sky was still clear and waves paused a little before steady wind. After swimming, lunch, everyone was dozing somewhere, no one to talk and nothing to do. It was so unbearable to young active people. She likes to watch eagles flying around way up above the water until sunset, feeling much better now with appetites returning, she makes food for supper. Evening on the beach, standing by the seaside she can see the skylight when the night curtain come down, late that evening, after sundown she can see a little of the sky between high and thick cloudy, promising rain. She felt herself sinking into the sleep. She awakes with the taste of crying that comes into her long dream. The truth world really started that the misery sadness and meaningless despair of life. Sitting in the silence, remembering youth and love and present time and the future it has never actually known. She likes to be a child with the first thing is taught what is necessary for life.
