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i dreamt this morning that me, laura, and this girl who lives on the end of our street were swimming in this lake (that had tides and waves) behind our houses. after we swam the lake, there was this lagoon/cove that was surrounded by little sandbars with palm trees (and trees from nc forests) and on the far side of the cove were some buildings, so we swam over. it turned out the buildings were classrooms for some school. we went in one of them, and rich was there looking at a bookshelf trying to pick a book out. i talked to him for a bit about vonnegut, then i left and swam back into the cove where i climbed this palm tree because someone left a good bit of framed writing on the top of it. then in the lake, i kept getting caught in this wave that would pick me up and i could see everyone on the coast, and then it would suck me back out into the lake. i wasn't worried or frustrated by it, i liked it alot really.