Escape from Reality
14 October 1998, Wednesday

The bright sun is glistening on the crystal clear water like diamond jewels

around a woman's neck.

The birds chirping and bees buzzing are like Beethoven; the waterfall in the

distance like Mozart.

The icy water is soothing and relaxing from the hot sun. The pebbles on the

bottom massage my feet as I walk along.

I grab a berry off a nearby shrub and pop it into my mouth. The juice is

sweet, and rather like jelly. A sip of water trickles down my

throat, cool and refreshing.

The summer air carries the smell of freshly mown grass and fallen leaves.

The flowers and bushes surrounding the lake have the most

beautifully aromatic and fragrant scent I have ever smelled.