Night Trip

We went to count stars at Sidni Ali. We reached a thousand up on the cliff. Later, on the beach, I gave up, but she kept counting: two-thousand four-hundred thirty-seven, two-thousand four-hundred thirty-eight, two-thousand four-hundred thirty-nine... Enough! I said, it never ends. What do you want? she asked. Good question, I answered. I have no idea, but we can keep walking.