The first time I remember the drowning
dream, I was walking to the end of a long pier. It was unsteady, and the water
was rising over the edge in crashing waves. Sometimes I’m swept away in a
flash-flood. I don’t know if we live more than once, but if we do, in one of my
previous kicks-at-the-can, I drowned.
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Fascinating and frightening.
ReplyDeleteWow, I bet you did.
ReplyDeleteYes, I occasionally have a drowning dream. You've reminded me.
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