Naomi

I had a vivid dream about Sinclair Island last night. I was floating in the bay in front of our house on an inner tube during a hot day. The water was a clear green and I could see the rounded pebbles of the beach fifteen feet underwater. The sun felt so warm and enriching and I ran my fingers through the pleasantly chilly salt water. Every tactile sensation was vivid and accurate, just as it had been 10 years ago. Except I didn't have an inner tube then, I used driftwood. I had such an inner peace as well, which I haven't had to that degree since leaving the island. It was the perfect dream to have while being in the middle of a cold polluted city going through a lot of confusion and emotional turmoil about myself and life in general. Perhaps it was my subconscious attempting to evoke some calm sanity in myself. Who knows? All I know is it was a really good dream.



Sinclair Island (looking at Cypress Island)