April 24, 2019
I dreamt Papa and I went to this resort because he wanted to surf. When we got there though, the ocean was in a hissy fit. It was black and the waves were high as 10-storey buildings. Not ideal for surfing, someone said in the dream. My brain might have presented me this detail (angry ocean) because of that ocean storm scene in Missing Link. Anyway, in the dream, people were captivated--they were on the beach just staring at this roiling wave show. We stood there, too, mouths open. The sea lapped at our bodies. Woke up puzzled.