Tsunami dream. *
I'm wading into the water with a toddler who can't swim. The waves lift and curl out of nowhere, and she goes under. It's so difficult -- almost impossible -- to push her up for air. The tide rushes us to shore. She's not breathing. She's barely in my grasp as I scrabble up past a roof and into a tree. The waves are rising. They're getting bigger and bigger and bigger, until they break over entire blocks -- the whole peninsula even -- and we're safe for a moment inside a house, scrambling to find any survivors before the next set takes shape...
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K. is a trained swimmer. He once taught me breast and backstroke. I doubt either would help me in the above scenario.
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I fell in love with Emily Watson as Bess in Breaking the Waves before the holy water broke her. Now she's making movies for Lifetime Television.
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In dreams like these wouldn't drowning be better?
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When a cooking misstep caused my friend to get jalapeno in his eye, he thought it was a joke when I tried to pour milk in it. As the heat increased, he relented.
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My astrological element is water. I'm cancer, the sign for disease.
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After hours and hours in the pool during weekend water polo tournaments, K. fills his goggles with milk to "wash" his chlorine-stunned eyes.
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Did anyone catch that girl on The Amazing Race who freaked out at the water slide? I think it took more courage for a grown woman to go on national t.v. wearing water wings than to confront a six-story drop-off...
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Yes, the cow juice eased the burning.
Remember the summer of the waterslides employment...the tsunami that awaited you at the bottom of the hill...aromatic wafts of greasy cheese pizza eaten by skinny tweeners in the the stuffy arcade...working for minimum wage...what was your true destiny that summer...waiting for the train of deep thoughts that have taken you to your newest adventures...Sustaining words...thoughts which touch me deeply and fill me with wonder...
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