A dream, maybe
At noon, I take a siesta as usual. There maybe a dream I dimly remember. The specific time is not clear. I am back to my hometown, back to the city I raised, back to the sides of my parents, back to some sort of cosy atmosphere I am longing for. People there live a neither speedy nor slowly way of life. And I live an simple and abstemious way of life too.
After dinner, I could walk down the lakeside of emerald lake. It’s small, not large, but a cute and attracted lake I really love. Every winter, red beak sea gulls migrate from Siberia to this lovely lake. Over 20 years, maybe longer, emerald lake is the mecca for these little birds. People living here is very friendly, preparing plentiful food for them, or even feeding them. In winter, every day and night, you could see boys and girls, parents with their babies, or old couples, came to the lakeside to feed these sonnies. Some elders even named every sea gull they saw. When they call them, they seem to understand and land near the caller waiting for their award. I think, these birds, have become a little child of the city, of the people living in the city.
In my dream, or before my dream start, I couldn’t clarify. I run a little bookstore. There are enough seats for readers in it. (But how to sell these books?) It’s more like a book bar I think. I sit behind the long bookshelf, in front of me is a computer, when there is no business, I code a website for my bookstore. I could sell books or accept booking online. The bookstore is major of my life. I design it, run it, maintain it, make it getting better and better and more and more people know it, like it. I can see all kinds of groups of people coming and leaving, from spring to summer, form autumn to winter. And I just watching, watching them get older with my bookstore, with me, with the red beak sea gulls.
My life is like this, keep moving on, moving on. And what extra could I expect? Maybe not. Life is simple, why make it complicated?
This is merely a dream? or this is the desire of my mind? I couldn’t tell.
