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I had the strangest dream some nights ago.

I was on a party, on an unknown town which looked a lot like Sesimbra, but without the mountains and with a big, large marginal street full of bars, restaurants, discos and little shops, just like Albufeira. It had a big, large, white-sanded beach just across the street. The sea was quite quiet and it was night, the marginal's streetlights were on and the set was just beautiful - urban, yet tranquilizing.

We were at the beach, sitting on the sand, waiting for the second group to join us and chatting. We had just came from the restaurant where he had dinner - I suppose, because I was not really there to know it, it was more like a sensation - and we would go to dance in a hidden place of the beach, like we always did - again, I suppose -, we were just chatting friendly.

I did not know any of these people, who were, most of all, guys, thought there were some girls too, but I knew they were my friends and I liked to be there with them, I was comfortable, I was amused, I was safe. I think Gueu was amongst them, but it might be only because they really looked like Gueu. Anyway, it was nice being there.

I played with the sand around my fingers. It was so nice... the sea reflected the streetlights and made it look zig-zaggy, contorted but still warm and comforting. The whispering of the waves was so clear... dreams usually don't have all these senses so accurate, do they? However, I really felt the harshness of the sand underneath my hand, I heard the waves' whispering and the voice of my friends... it was all so, so, wonderful. Like the Summer break would never end and the world was a good place, after all.

Suddenly, the second group we were waiting for arrived. We noticed them even before they talked. And heading them... there was he.

He didn't kiss me or hug me or say that he loved me: he never does that, either in reality or dreams. He just smiled at me, with that cute, warm smile he gives to me both on reality and dreams. That smile which makes me wander around all day long inside it, floating like a feather onto a water surface, my only drug, my sweetest addiction.

And I felt head in the clouds as usual. Again, it was so realistic I could swear it was truth. The feeling warmness, the smell...

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