I am walking toward the station to catch the train. The morning sun is shining on the ground and the trees are casting deep green shadows on the road surface. I look at my watch and see that it shows three minutes before the departure time. I start to run, but my legs get tangled and I can’t manage it. At that moment, a drop of water drips down my cheek. It instantly turns into a heavy downpour. I continue running in the heaviness. My ankles are soaked in water, and every step I take makes a loud splash. Water soaks my eyes. The water finally rises up to my thighs. I finally give up running, lean into the water, and begin to swim out to sea.
My whole body lolls lazily, my nerves straining to the tips of my fingernails as I wade through the water. Several large waves come in and swallow me up each time. The blue, dark, and silent world of the water.
How long had I swum? The sun setting on the horizon ahead was as red as a ripe persimmon. I hear a distant booming sound. I listen carefully to the sound. The sound gets louder and louder, enveloping the entire area in darkness.
I wake up with a start. My body is drenched in sweat. I look at my watch and see that my train is about to depart. I leave home.
