I wake up To the sound of the surf. The soothing sound of the waves, crashing on the shore should have kept me asleep .As I start to wake up, I ask myself why am I waking up alone on a beach?

As I slowly leave my state of unconsiousness, I sit up and attempt to asorb my sorroundings. I look out at what appears to be the horizon. It’s difficult to tell right away, my eyes are still adjusting to the light.

I begin to feel disorriented. How could I be alone on what appears to be an island? How did I get here? These are things that my mind wants to know right away. These are the things I can’t answer. The confusion sets in even further.

How do you just wake up on the beach?. I don’t remember how I got here.

I need to search for clues. Perhaps the answer to this mess is lying around here somewhere. Perhaps there is a wrecked ship just out of view?

This all seems so strange to me still, even after being awake for 20 mins. Or so I think. Somehow this seems to be too surreal. It must be a dream.