There he was, hanging on the horizontal poles looking down into the water. I looked down as well, and it was really a long way down. I could see people swimming down there. Lots of people.
There were other people hanging on as well. Then he let go and fell into the water. I could only watch.
He splashed into the water and I thought to myself - good thing he didn't fall on anyone.
The relief was only too brief. My next thoughts were - how would he handle the waters down there? Shouldn't I dive down as well? How would I find him? I imagined the worst...
I was paralyzed.
Then I woke up.
What do dreams tell us?
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