Oceanic Feeling

I spent the whole evening yesterday drawing and listening to music. The Sea by Morcheeba in particular entranced me, I felt deep into an Oceanic feeling. Last night I dreamed I was swimming in the sea by the shore, playing with the waves. Soon, I found myself quite the distance from the shore, the waves were increasing in size and my head was regularly being submerged, forcing me to hold my breath. I thought now would be a good time to swim back. Then it became really dramatic, waves as big as mountains were starting to break over my head, I had to hold my breath for much longer I would normally be comfortable with. And then came two huge waves in opposite directions and I was in between them. I took a big breath in, or did I forget to do this? I was utterly confused, I didn’t even know any longer how to breathe, because, simply, there was no need to. It didn’t make a difference. I was not going to drown. I was not going to die. It was to say the least an eerie feeling to be floating in and out on the vast Ocean, watching these giant waves looming over me. It was beautiful.