We're all at the lake. A lake. The lake. Off of a wooden dock, there are people canoeing back and forth, plus swimming. I'm in the water, with them and there's a dark form moving menacingly through the murky cedar water. People start talking about it, that it must be a small shark.
It turns out to be a baby dolphin, and it swims to me. I pet it and we play some sort of game. It's great, really great to play with a dolphin.
We had to get out of the water, and I felt a terrible loss. All I wanted to do was get back in the water, and when I woke all I wanted to do was go back to sleep, so I could be back in the water.
Note: in the sense of "knowing" something inside a dream that isn't part of the narrative, I "knew" that the dolphin was Tsuki.
Posted by illovich at May 31, 2006 10:30 AM | TrackBack