12.07.11

I can't remember the entire dream, but at one point I was running along sand, like wet sand, and then I fell to the ground and shoved my hands down and grabbed the sand in fistfuls and pulled it out. Then a man came from out of the crashing waves and I realized that it was raining. He came to me and clasped my hands to hull me up to my feet. Then he lightly leaned his forehead on mine and then pulled me at a run to the crush. I knew it was the Pacific coast of America or another cliff ridden, hard crashing and strong currant sea. We were immediately encased in water, but he somehow was standing in front of me and smiled. Then I awoke.