Had another water dream.
There were lots of people there. Was like a reunion of sorts or something.
There was this big scary “thing” in the water. The main actor (b/c it wasn’t me, but it was like a movie) had to go get the thing–like a monkfish or something. The water was cloudy. As the thing swam toward our protagonist, I jerked big time, in the movie (as the camera person? as the protagonist? as me? in real life?) and woke myself up. I think I threw my hands in front of me to stop it or to scream or something.
Before I decided to leave my former job, but was very unhappy, I had lots of water dreams.
Water is in my dream a lot. Big oceans and seas and rivers and stuff, usually. One thought is that “water” is your subconscious. This water was icky, gross and scary last night. I woke up, my heart pounding.
