I rarely remember my dreams.
I only have a chance if I wake up in the middle of one.
I tend to only remember the stunning ones.
It was a deep blue evening, and my family, Heather and I were swimming in a playful ocean.
Then something changed.
And the water lost its energy, losing its froth and calming to a deep black.
It was by far one of the weirdest sensations I have ever felt.