5:22 am, notes from a dream

The scene starts in a hospital room with the OMRI staff around Cindy in a bed. She will have to spend the night. Megan K and I stay to clean up the room and hang out. Magen tells me that she read my blog entry about the “Tribute” story. I cannot…

I turn on the TV and play with the channels. Cindy goes to sleep. Scene shifts and I feel as though I might have entered one of the shows or movies on the TV. I’m with a group of three men who I don’t know. I think that they might be actors from the movie or show. We are at a dock next to a broken sail boat. It was dark. There’s a large hole in the hull. Two of the men explain that the boat’s condition. There’s discussion about what to do with it. The group makes a quick decision to ride it out to the middle of the body of water and sink it. One of the men is older than the rest and he follows behind in the shallow water with a walking stick. We made it to the middle of the body of water. We enter the cabin on board and crush the plastic milk jugs that seem to keep it a float. Suddenly I am the last person on board and I can feel the boat sinking underneath me. The water’s deep and I feel a stray line wrapped around my waist. I struggle to quickly free my arm from the line, but not before I feel the pull of the sinking boat. I loosen the line and eventually free myself. I am only below the water line for a moment, but when I wake, my heart is racing and I feel hot, scared.