Don’t you just love dreams that are fantastic?
When you wake up and don’t remember your dream, but you know you’ve had one. Then, later in the day, you suddenly remember?
I had a dream that I was watching a woman who had befriended two killer whales, she was swimming with them in the sea. Like nearly all dreams, it had an air of impossibility about it; the woman could swim just as fast as the orcas - and they knew she needed air. So she’d grab their fins and they would jump with her through the roiling seas (or are they in the oceans?). Then I turned into her, and it was slightly frightening, having to hold your breath at just the right moment to avoid drowning. But exhilarating.
There were also some medieval people who wanted her dead, for some reason. It was much more interesting than I’m making it out to be. Then again, aren’t dreams always? If only one could go back and experience them again at will, but then that might destroy the awesomeness of it all.
Anyway, have a wonderful rest of the day followers :) I’ve got spring break starting tomorrow, so I might be away from the keyboard this weekend - I’m going to drive somewhere with my sisters and pups.