I dreamed that I was on a beach at low tide with hundreds, perhaps thousands, of people. They were all standing in a long line, facing away from the ocean and waiting for a huge wave that would be coming. They said that when it came, they would all body surf for miles, that it was something they did every day. I didn’t want to do it, but I couldn’t seem to leave the beach and the idea filled me with anxiety.
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