Like sands through the hour glass, so are the dreams of our nights.
I was at the ocean. I think I had given my brother a small video camera that you could clip on. I was on my computer, watching what the video camera saw. I trained the camera on a young lady riding a surf board in on her stomach. I looked for the camera to see how I could look down and point and zoom in exactly where I wanted. I found the camera was clipped onto a sailboat. I have a friend who's father just bought a 24' sailboat for my friend to stay on in San Francisco. I was able to control the camera, and zoomed in on the surfer. She was wearing a read bikini. I tried to see her breasts, but no luck. Then I checked out some other ladies, but couldn't see anything there either. Then I was in a lake. I was holding on to a jeep that was floating in the water like a dock. The water under the jeep was cold. Someone was poking fun at me because I needed to hold on to the jeep. I can swim, but I don't like the water. I wasn't really upset by the guy, but I decided to show him I could swim. I gave him a waterproof, handheld video camera and told him to video me. I gave him time to hit the play button, but I almost dove off before he had time to record me. I gave him just a second, then without hesitation I did a back dive into the water. Very uncharacteristic of me in waking life. I seemed do dive down really deep. I had plenty of breath, but got nervous anyway. As I swam, I felt my body at an angle like I never started to level off or head back up, so I started swimming upward to get air. I swam and swam and started getting nervous. Finally I did come up for air, but that is where the dream ended.