A little closer to reality.

And so, I've found a happy place.

Funnily enough, it's by a pool, pools being areas I am wary of, drowning, deep water, and all. 

And yet, in this place, I feel so calm. The pool looks serene and placid in the moonlight, the light making it so that it doesn't seem so deep, and if it were, it would be a welcoming sort of deep, something I'd like to fall into. I dip my feet into the pool, and I probably look a sight: a girl in a black and white dress, and pearl earrings, wading in the moonlight, but the water's cool, and I don't care. The area's a few floors above ground, so the city lights twinkle down below, and I can watch the cars zoom by, and the night [which is oh so young] mesmerizes the rest of the world with flashy lights and upbeat music. There is a grotto-it looks out into the view, I try to open it--and, it's locked. So, I move to an area with benches. It's dark, but the evening makes everything look so magical. There's no sound but my breathing. 


And despite the cloaked evening, I feel a little closer to reality.