The hypnotic waves put me in a trance. A beacon of light from a sunset shifts the turquoise waters to a blood red massacre of liquid. The looming shadows cast from the day's brooding sky were lifted, released from their invisible cage. A vague taste of salt tickles my senses, jerking me from my state of tranquility. Above, a bird sings desperately, searching for his mate. His mourning song reminds me of my own perpetual sadness. I take two steps forward. The water seeps into the mesh of my shoes, dragging me down, down, down.