A Piece of my own Heaven

I find myself in the middle of a step forward.

I don't think about how I got here because it feels too good, and I don't want to wake up from this if it's a dream. All I see around me is sand. Although the sun is bearing down hard and everything should be scorching hot, nothing is. My bare feet move forward with ease and I feel the sand comfortably squirt through my toes as I walk. There is a slight breeze and my linen pants play with it.

I don't know if I'm wearing a shirt or not. I don't care.

Aside from the yellow-white of the sand there are dashes of green nearby, where lush shrubs with flowers are growing. The smell is oddly pleasing and reminds me of release.
I'd say I'm about 22 years of age. My hair is dirty blonde, I have a few days worth of beard growth on my face and for whatever reason, I am alone here in this beautiful, ethereal desert. Judging from the position of the sun I'd guess that it's about 2pm.

I look to my right and a long, thin pool of crystal clear water is stretched out before me. The surface of the water barely pulses with the passing winds and I make my way to the shore. The sand feels moist as I approach this oasis. The quiet is so calming that I barely notice the soothing greeting my feet get from the waiting water.

I kneel.

My hands meet each other just beneath the waters surface and I make a cup with them. I bring my hands up and douse my warm, tanned face, letting each vein of water trickle wherever it may along my neck and shoulders. With my eyes closed, I lean my head back and offer my face to the sun. I take the time to appreciate the coolness of my newly wet hair.

There are no sounds but those being made by the last few drops of water as they fall back down to earth. I stand up and survey this landscape once again.

Where am I?

It doesn't bother me, strangely, that I am lost. I am not thirsty and I do not hunger for anything, food or otherwise. I am not sweating and my body is fit and limber. All I can think about is the unending glory of this awesome surrounding. I also notice that time isn't progressing as normal. My movements are slowed and it's as if I am being given even more opportunity to truly enjoy every passing moment.

I long for nothing and feel relieved of all pain. I am not worried by work, women, death, responsibility, self, or anything else. It's like I don't have the faculty to worry.

A compelling urge to sit down moves over me. I crouch to my haunches and lay back, and a perfectly formed cradle of dry, grainy earth welcomes me. I relax completely and let the sand blow freely over my exposed skin. My feet sway left to right in the standing water and I recline into a perfect position.

I smile.

I am where I've always dreamed I'd be and I will be here forever, happily.