I had an interesting dream the other night.

I can only remember part of it. I was in the ocean. Respectably offshore, but not in the middle of nowhere. I was on some sort of small sailboat, and the weather was bad. The waves were rough and it was raining and storming. There were a few other sailboats around me and in the distance, but otherwise I was alone.

I needed to get to the bottom of the sea. It wasn't too deep - maybe 60 feet or so. There were this cylindrical "elevator" type things underwater that would transport people to the ocean floor. But I couldn't get to any.

So I just jumped in. I swam to one of the underwater elevators and climbed inside. I couldn't move when I was inside; it was big enough, but it was like my muscles were atrophied. I was fetal and watched the ocean from a tall, full-length window. I laid in there for a while, the elevator went to the bottom and up again, and on the second way down, I just had to get out. I touched the glass window and it cracked and shattered. Water filled the capsule and I swam out.

Underwater, it was...peaceful. It was calm, the lightning made sort of crepuscular rays underwater, and it was clear. I could see perfectly. But it was empty. There were no fish, and only a few random pieces of metal shrapnel here or there stuck in the sand. The water was cool, comforting...it had a certain density to it, a weight like an embrace. I swam to the bottom on my own and set down in the sand.

Throughout my dream, this was playing [link] The bridge (especially the trance-like part after the first bridge) repeated over and over while I was at the bottom of the ocean.

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Dreams are strange things. I dream about the ocean relatively often (once a month or so), and it's always a source of great comfort to me. Even moreso than flying dreams. I don't try to interpret dreams very often, but sometimes its fun to.

From what I've read, my dream was full of emotional symbols. Facing changes, unexpressed struggles and anger, and just general submergence in emotions. It wasn't a negative dream though - it was sobering but I liked it.

I think it's interesting that I find being underwater "safer" and more comforting than being on a boat or otherwise protected.

I love dreaming.

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Do you really want
Do you really want me
Do you really want me dead
Or alive to torture for my sins?

Do you really want me dead
Or alive to live a lie?