Through The Glass Darkly

NaPoWriMo Notebook

It was that dream where I find myself waking up staring strait into the sun, and I realize I am floating face up in an inner-tube in the middle of the sea.  Just as I realize where I am, I think, “how did I get here?  oh yea this is a dream” and I roll over to go back to sleep, tumbling into the sea.  As I sink, I don’t need to breath, I just sink.  As I am sinking I am torn to pieces by a giant shark, and the world goes dark.

When I open my eyes, I am swimming, and swimming.  I feel my powerful body.  I am strong and driven.  I swim and swim and never stop.

I am never going to find myself floating helplessly in the middle of the ocean again, I will never close my eyes again.

I am a shark.

12 thoughts on “How I became a shark

  1. Yoshiko says:

    Sometimes dreams are weird :-)


    1. I wander which is weirder sometimes, dreams or life?


      1. Yoshiko says:

        Hmm, I feel that dream is weirder coz people can be anything they want in a dream


      2. I have heard that said about being American … doesn’t always work out that way. : )


      3. Yoshiko says:

        Maybe :-)


  2. Sahm King says:

    I once dreamed I was a wolf. I wish I was a wolf.


    1. Wolf is cool. I have a Wile E. Coyote tattoo. :)


  3. Heartafire says:

    hm, best to be the predator than the preyed on. Fine writing.


    1. Thank you. : )


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