I had a dream the other night that I was in Greece. In that dream I was watching a play that was being performed out over the water. I could feel the breeze coming off the water and smell the salt in the air. I didn't want to wake up from that dream, but I did. Here is the next best thing to that dream and actually being in the place I've been thinking of visiting for years. I have visions of living a bit like a mermaid. I'd wake up in the morning, swim, and explore all day long. I'd watch the moon rise over the waters, allowing myself to be lulled to sleep by the gentle lapping of the water against the shore.
Or. . . I could settle for a little of this. . .