Fluid Dreams

Long ago, B.S. (Before Surfing), I used to dream about flying. I still do occasionally, but much more often now I dream of waves.

Sometimes I remember my dreams, sometimes I don’t. As with all dreams, the wave dreams I have can be a funny mix of near-reality and totally strange variations on the theme.

In my dreams I ride waves larger than life. At times the rides are longer and better then those I have in real life, perhaps anticipating rides yet to come, maybe in this life, maybe in the next.

Sometimes the waves roll across roads or through a pasture. Sometimes it is day, sometimes night with moonlight glittering on the water.

Good night! Sweet dreams!