Surfin' in the USA
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, 03-09-2015 at 07:41 PM (389 Views)
Dream night of 3/8/15. Several fragments.
#1
I was at a port of some sort. I was there with my sister and my SO. We were putting gas in the car. We also had a cat we were picking up. Adopting perhaps? My sister and I took the cat and were walking to the car on this pier and I saw my SO get in the car. It was an older, green, rusty VW Beetle. And then the whole thing blew up. It was sort of blocked by a big warehouse on the pier so I didn't see it but heard it and saw the blast of fire stream out. And I felt numb. And lost. And thought to myself I would never have felt this way for M, but I did for this SO. And how I didn't know what I would do with myself that that he was gone. And I was clutching the cat and just crying. And then I woke up.
#2
I was with my uncle and some of his friends. We were at a relatively shallow riverbed. Crystal clear waters and white sands. It was hard to judge how deep it was but I'd say probably 20-30 feet. And we had these REALLY narrow surf boards. And he was showing us all how to 'surf'. But there wasn't any surf or waves. We actually were more skimboarding along the bank of the river and down in to the bottom. And he lent me a surfboard and I rode the board down to the bottom of the riverbed and looked at all the other 'surfers' down there.