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I don’t remember this entire dream, just the end, and I’m pretty sure watching Shutter Island right before bed contributed to this madness but here goes: I was standing in the “cul-de-sac” in front of our house in the Virgin Islands. I was there (of course), Adima, my friend Franki and my mother. A tidal wave was approaching so I grabbed onto the gate at the base of the stairs and started to pray. It sounded like a train approaching, then I felt the spray across my back, then it hit and surprisingly it didn’t hurt it just pushed me straight up into the sky like I was flying. I held my breath and eventually got enough of my bearings to try and paddle to the top. When I broke through to the sky I was WAY up and could finally breath. Adima was next to me and I grabbed him as he broke through as well coughing up water. We rode out the wave going limp until we “landed” in this place that actually looked like a nice resort. The last thing I remember was seeing Franki and my mom were alive then going up in a praise screaming WE MADE IT!!! and falling out on the side walk. Uh…no more movies about lunatics before bed. ~ ini
3 Comments
Latoya
Scary, but nice ending!
erika
I have no idea what I was looking for originally! But I saw a post on Youtube by you and I thought I’d check out the blog. This is the post that caught my attention as the I have been shy about posting the recurring tsunami dream on my own blog. Anywho…it’s nice here. I think I’ll visit often.
erika
glamazini
Thanks for visiting 🙂