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badstarI had a rather bizarrely absurd dream today. It involved me being on some sort of swimming team, at a team practice. But...we never really practiced. there was a coach, who was a combination stereotypical drill sergeant/football coach, standing in the water with a baseball cap, clipboard and whistle. A couple of guys on the team got into a fight about something and as punishment, the coach made them do 20 belly flops each. I was standing nearby, so I was told to do belly flops as well- coach said it would be good practice for competition. (competitive belly flopping?) I was a little confused. This particular version of doing a belly flop involved starting in the water, jumping up as high as one could out of the water and flopping down.
When I tried to do this, instead of flopping, I would stop just above the water and skim over the surface for a few feet before diving just below the surface and swimming the rest of the way to the other side of the pool. Each time I did this, I skimmed a little further before going below water, until the last time, I skimmed from one end of the pool to the other. At the end of the dream, y perspective changed to someone watching a movie, but it was the same scene, and my sight cut to a spectator sitting on some bleachers, who, assuming the perspective of watching a movie, broke the 4th wall and made some comment as if to a camera about some of the swimmers, and then started talking about political candidates. Then I woke up.
When I tried to do this, instead of flopping, I would stop just above the water and skim over the surface for a few feet before diving just below the surface and swimming the rest of the way to the other side of the pool. Each time I did this, I skimmed a little further before going below water, until the last time, I skimmed from one end of the pool to the other. At the end of the dream, y perspective changed to someone watching a movie, but it was the same scene, and my sight cut to a spectator sitting on some bleachers, who, assuming the perspective of watching a movie, broke the 4th wall and made some comment as if to a camera about some of the swimmers, and then started talking about political candidates. Then I woke up.
