A Dream I Dreamt

I dreamt of the ocean. Blue waters all around me, as far as I could see. Calm, blissful, serene waters. I seemed to be hovering just over the water, parallel to the strange ocean. Arms hanging limp, falling toward the water. The Ocean was just out of reach.
The water was still, so motionless that it felt as if I was looking through a window - only the window didn't show the ocean floor, it revealed something else, something mind-bogglingly familiar.

But it wasn't like the ocean.

It was like having deja vu a million times over. There were an uncountable amont of things flashing through the water: Birthday parties from when I was young, summer days playing Frisbee with my dog, the time when I was four years old and I had to go to the hospital because I had swallowed a marble, faces I had long forgotten. So many of these images were familiar at first sight, but were suddenly lost as I sought to remember them. It troubled me, made me angry. I clenched my hands into fists.

A ripple in the water.

I looked about. Nothing. Not a breath of wind, not a cloud in sight, yet I was sure I had seen a ripple, just the tiniest flutter of the water. This place was beginning to disturb me. Unsettle me. Destroy me.
The water began to churn. Tiny waves began to form, falling over over waves already formed, falling over waves before them. The spray hit my face, but I couldn't feel it. Only see it. Crashing toward my face.

Now it comes.

My fingers touched the water of the upset ocean, the foam catching in them. Numb fingers. Lifeless fingers. Dead fingers. Either the water was rising or I was falling because the ocean soon reached the elbows of my dangling arms.
I began to panic. The water was getting closer at an alarmingly fast rate and soon, I feared, this mysterious ocean would swallow me. I could not even tell if I was breathing.
The once light blue cloudless sky suddenly turned a sickening gray. A blustery wind picked up and blew my hair in my face, blinding me momentarily. The water was only a few inches below my hovering body. My heart quickened.
I flailed my arms and legs about with some new unexpected strength, hoping to somehow escape the evil waters, but to no avail. I seemed to be suspended by some strange, otherworldly force.
I had lost sight of the many joyful and familiar images of the water. Not that I much minded now, the water had just reached my chin. It would devour me.

The ocean was like looking into a window, a window predicting
my death.

My head was submerged under the water, drowning. I tried to breath but took in water. Salty water. Infected water. Fatal water. Filling my lungs, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. This was the end. What a twisted way to go.
My once flailing arms and legs abruptly deceased. I was tired. Much to tired. Giving into the assurance of eternal sleep. My last thought was remembering how I had told my family that if anything were to happen to me, to have my body cremated and the ashes set out to sea. How truely ironic.

But she awakens.

Blue all around me, but not the sky, nor the ocean. It's so close that it seems to smother me. Once again I thrash my arms and legs around. The blue lifts away. I find myself gasping for breath, my chest protesting with a searing ache. I slowly open my eyes. I'm blown away.

The sky lay broken, in pieces all around me.

I awoke in my bed, drenched in sweat, foaming at the mouth. I seemed to be caught, like a fish in a net. The blue bedding of my queen mattress twisted and knotted around me. After lying there for what seemed like ages I came to my senses, tearing myself from their lurid grasp.
I stood staring at my bed. Unpleasant bed. Desolate bed. Evil bed. Sweat was still streaming down my face, the foaming from my mouth had stopped. Either that was the queerest dream I had ever had, or I was going out of my fucking mind.

Lie in the comfort of sweet calamity.

Though I had just awoken, I found myself quite weary from the whole experience of being drowned in a non-existent ocean. I straightened out the bedding on my bed and settled down, once more, in the center of it. Awaiting the return of the sea.





*I was listening to alot of AFI while I was writing this, those of you who listen to the band will realize that I added some AFI lyrics*