DoubleHelix

June 8, 2016: I am in a crowd of people who are using a knotted rope to swing into a large pile of sand as if it were water in a lake. This was something I wanted to try. When it came to my to be my turn however, instead of one giant pile of sand there was only one medium sized pile of sand amongst multiple piles of coarse pea gravel. Also, there was a long dinner table covered with a white tablecloth running parallel to all the piles which was between where the rope hung and the sand & gravel piles, which greatly limited my ability to swing in the appropriate direction in order to land on the one pile which contained the fine grained sand.

I walk about the table holding onto the rope trying to calculate which direction I could run while grasping the rope that would lift me over the table and simultaneously result in my landing in the sand as opposed to the piles of more coarse material. As I size up my potential trajectory I notice there is a tall chain link fence on the far side of all the piles only inches away. I realize that the fence and dinner table are an absolute bar to a successful jump into the sand pile and so I must abandon my attempt. I wake.