Dream LX

I was watching a documentary series with my son. The series was called "The Way Things Work" and it used a lot of computer animation showing how various natural and mechanical things operated.

The next in the series was about living things, and my son got bored and wandered off. I stayed to watch. This episde took some questionable leaps, I thought, as when it jumped from single-cell creatures to notochords in one step. One segment showed how a particular fish had the ability to avoid sharks; it began with a spectacular sequence in the ocean. A huge cloud of blood was in the water; in this cloud, vague dark shapes floated. The camera swooped inside and shot through the cloud, ending right at the nose of a giant Great White shark.

The sequence with the fish didn't seem to go as planned. The fish swam right up to the shark--which promptly bit it in half. The image stuck at this point, and the show then cut to another sequence set inside a shark, showing an almost conveyor-belt like trip to the stomach, where cartilagenous saws pounded on the food, breaking it up. Three people who had been eaten by the shark were speaking of their regrets in life. Right when the first came in contact with the saws, and began shrieking at the top of his lungs, I decided this was too unpleasant and turned the show off.

I put on my jacket and walked outside. I walked to the nearest supermarket, and thought I might walk all the way downtown. But the road started getting wet, and I wasn't wearing any shoes, just socks, so I headed back.

I decided to walk to the local swimming pool instead. THe sky began pouring down rain, so I stripped off my clothes and used a plastic cup to cover myself. I got to the pool and waded from one end to where the door inside was. Looking back at the pool, which was well-lit, there was a large dark shadow in the water I didn't like.

I was going to go inside the building, but decided not to, so instead I walked under an arch to head back home, and I ran into a huge cobweb. The spider, startled, leapt to the opposite wall, while I backed out, brushing away the webs.

At some point I must have put my pants back on, because the cuffs were covered in webbing and debris, including several dead praying mantises. I brushed at the cuffs furiously, but it was very difficult to clean them.