In A Trance

Sitting on the sand, with the waves splashing playfully at my feet, I look up towards the sky. The setting sun casts its orange glow on the surrounding landscape. The world seems to have the Midas touch for a few minutes. Everything the sun's rays touch, turns to gold. The sky itself, is a tinted orange and yellow hue, progressing towards twilight each moment. Each second ticks by, and I keep gazing at the sky, drinking in the sights, pouring each drop into my body, mind and soul. The birds circling overhead do not amuse me. They feel like predators hunting for their prey. But in fact, they're heading home. My senses over-ride the frightened feeling, and concentrate on the cool, calming effect of the surf, foam and the waves.
The swish-swish of the waves is said to be psychologically soothing. It creates a mental brick wall around your mind, keeping the worries and the bad thoughts at bay momentarily. The mind focuses on nothing but the rush of the water, giving a sort of adrenaline-high. Like pheromones or aphrodisiacs, but of course on a very low level.
I stand up, with the wind whipping at my face, like cold blunt knives. But I seem to enjoy it. My bare feet are covered with wet sand, seaweed and other debris from the sea, but I don't mind. I start walking along the shore, just a few feet away from the waves. My footprints remain imprinted in the sand, like a memory long forgotten, or a faded postcard from the past. The world seems to have a hazy quality about it.
Twilight has finally fallen. The stars have come out from their heavy blanket; the velvety sky. The twinkling stars give a sad and morose vibe, and I can feel it in my bones. It's like an omen of something bad. A lone howl echoes along the beach, signifying someones pain or grief. But it's animalistic in sound, yet feels human and relatable. The moon casts its light down on Earth, playing hide and seek with the clouds. A moment of complete and utter darkness, and then of pale, other-worldly light.
The trance-like state I am in tells me that this is nothing more than a dream. Yet it carries all the weight and meaning there ever is.