5Oct

The boat was following a coastline with a landscape that looked as if it had been inked by rain.
As we were making our way through a jungle cove, the fog suddenly lifted to reveal primary greens and brightly colored birds.
We could hear their chirping and chirping.
After a while, we saw a wooden jetty.
Around it were very tall palm trees, and a large white bird with a long tail was gracefully soaring above them.
Strangely enough, we were the only two people who saw this bird.
The others were so excited about their upcoming jungle adventure that they either did not see it or could not see it.
Now I sometimes wonder if that long-tailed white bird soaring gracefully above the jungle was real or if I saw it in a dream when I was momentarily slumbering.
The bird may be dancing gracefully forever in the slow passage of time.