Vivid, Beautiful Perceptions, by Dean
I walked at night down a boardwalk or pier that stood only a few inches above the water line. Candles along the sides of the pier reflected in the water, shimmering and vivid. The sounds of the waves slapping against the wood echoed gently, and a golden light suffused the entire scene. I could see and hear everything totally clearly. Everything felt totally peaceful.
In slow motion, I walked along the pier looking for a house boat, but I was so engrossed in the beauty of the situation that the goal didn’t really matter.