Benjamin seemed to have had a very long dream.
In the dream, he became an enormous whale, swimming away in the deep sea. The whole ocean had nothing except for him. His eyes could only see boundless water, and the whole sea was as silent as the cemetery at night.
So, in this endless stretch of water, he could only aimlessly swim about, swim about…
Gradually, he found out that he had melted into the ocean and became the ocean itself.
Becoming the ocean was a wonderful feeling; he could feel every wave’s somersault, every water stream’s flow. This intriguing new feeling freed him momentously, and he was addicted, occasionally lifting up a new wave, occasionally curling up a small eddy, he was having an extremely good time.
But being an ocean was also very draining. He played like this for a while and soon, he felt a wave of exhaustion.
Accompanying the sudden rolling tides, he yawned like a wave in the ocean and had the urge to fall into deep sleep.
