Photo by Jan Paweł Bochen on Unsplash Dreams : December 29th Breath of Life In this dream, I remember that while swimming at a neighborhood pool, I was trying to explain the mechanics of floating to someone. They were struggling to do it themselves, and I wanted to help. "You will float as long as there is air in your lungs." The basics for sure. The day was otherwise bright and beautiful; it was almost perfect. If only such a day were common. However, in the middle of its perfection and at the end of my lesson, things changed dramatically. The pool floor, its edges, and its shallows were gone in a moment. On top of that, the sky above seemed somehow distorted. Many of the cheerful swimmers just moments ago were now still and unmoving, drifting slowly and ominously towards an infinitely expansive floor as far as the eye could see. It was as if the pool had been at the bottom of the ocean, and we were just now aware of it. A wrecked ship lay below, corpses settled near it. Fe...
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