I'm on a yacht, there is a huge party going on. The music is loud and there are brightly colored lights dancing across everyone's silhouettes. There are people in skimpy bathing suits, or tight dresses, or even less dancing and grinding on the deck, there are couples making out everywhere, and everyone has some kind of alcohol in their hands. Everyone is beautiful, flawless, and having a great time.
I'm scared. I don't know anyone and I have my arms tucked at my sides as I weave though sweaty, dancing bodies. I'm wearing baggy blue jeans and a black and green striped long sleeve shirt, probably the only person wearing appropriate clothes for the weather. Despite the dark sky and the stars, the water is a glowy blue/green like the waters of the Caribbean, almost scary looking in contrast to the dark night. It is cold, I can see my breath in front of my face and I am shivering slightly. My hair is wet, and the ends are turning into icicles, shimmery and blue.
Everyone around me is completely oblivious to my existence. I bump into all kinds of people, but its like they don't even notice. Despite the loud music and everyone dancing and moving, no one is talking, no one is singing, no one is laughing. Everything is silent except for the sound of music, movement, and the ocean. I start to cry as I make my way to the railing of the deck. My tears turn to ice on my face, my lips turn blue. I'm freezing to death, surrounded by warm, half naked people. I rub my arms to make them warm but I can't feel anything.
The horizon is invisible, the ocean and starry sky just seem to stop and turn black, melting together into a black hole. I back away from the rail, something terrifies me but I don't know what it is. I fall into a group of people, taking a knee to my chest. They don't even notice me. They smile and nod their heads, moving to the beat of the music. I begin to panic, and sweat, my sweat turns to ice the second it reaches the surface of my skin.
There is a wispy aura around me, like what would come off of dry ice. The skin on my face is turning blue, cracking. My lips are purple and dry. My eyes are red from crying and the blue of my irises are white and cracked, like ice. I run back to the railing and look down at the warm looking water, and without thinking I jump. Despite its appearance the water is like ice. I become encased in ice, frozen in place, unable to swim, unable to breathe.
I can blink, I can see. I die.
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You know how there is a saying that you never see yourself die in your dreams?
I see it all the time.
Sometimes my dreams scare the hell out of me, sometimes they get me thinking.
What does this dream mean?
Does it mean anything?
I don't know.
Opinions?
J
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