Walking underwater   Recurring for about 3 years when I was in my
early teens.

My father and I are sailing in the ocean on a
beatiful sunny day. The sailboat tips over, and
we start drowning. We both realize that we can
breathe underwater, and start walking on the
ocean floor. Everything is green, and I can see
garbage, plants and fish everywhere. We sit on a
sunken tree and a baby crawls past us.
posted by precid on 2003-03-08
baby father ocean Recurring event
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