Portents & Omens
I had a dream last night. Nothing weird or spectacular. I dreamt I was standing on the beach... Could've been Nags Head, Hatteras or Wilmington.
It seemed to be late fall, it was chilly and the wind was blowing. The clouds looked like tarnished silver, not a spot of blue to be seen. I was just standing there looking out to the horizon, waves rolling in at my feet, when the rain started to fall. Not a big storm, no lightning or thunder, just the patter of a steady rain.
I looked down the beach both ways and I was totally alone. When my gaze returned to the horizon, there was a grey curtain of rain just off shore and I could only see a short distance. Just me on the beach, the rumble of the ocean, the hiss of the rain, and a horizon that was lost to sight.
It seemed to go on for a long time, and it was so real that when I awoke I was night blind, like walking from a lighted room into a dark one. The transition from sleep to waking was instant as well. One moment I was on that beach cold and wet, and then my eyes were open and I was staring at the blackness of my bedroom in Austin, warm and snuggled in bed.
You think it means anything?
Labels: All About Me
posted by K-nine @ 10:37
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11 Comments:
Some pictures are better left unpublished
count yourself lucky. If it had not been for the AC there wouldn't have been any covers.
A "little" surprise?
everything is relative.
There are so many lines here I just can't decide which one to go with. You might want to re-think that "relative" remark though. That's just weird.
ummm... nice sheets?
So not the point here. I was asking you guys to help analyze my dream, not my bedroom or lack of decorum. (They are nice sheets though... 350 thread count... on top of a really nice king memory foam mattress set)
The pics were strictly a dramatization. *sigh*
OK, OK, big ocean, loud water, little drizzle...... I think you had too much to drink right before bed.
My real fear...that you have this photo in a frame on a shelf in your closet behind the blankets and shoe boxes and civil war stuff....
Wish you had been standing on the shores of Lake Norman. We could use the rain!
Cripes, you are so litteral. I was thinking about the symbolism of the horizon disappearing, the empty beach, the steady rain.
I don't understand all the issues with the picture. I like it.
You look like a 70's porn star......HA
R
xoxo
Chicka-bow-bow... Baby
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