So there’s a waterpark near where I live called Hurricane Harbor. In Hurricane Harbor, they have something called the Lazy River. It’s essentially just this man made “river” that has a constant artificial current and goes throughout the whole park. So, basically of you wanted to get to the other side of the park, instead of walking there, you just hop in the Lazy River, relax, and float until you get to the place where you want to get out.
Well I had this dream the other night. It was absolutely beautiful.
My family and I lived in this huge house on this hill that overlooked the city. It was a very small city, but the layout was almost like Venice Beach or Hollywood? I know those places are completely different, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. It look familiar though. Anyway, our house looked like a throw back to the ancient Romans (weird) except it was modernized obviously. Our house was huge and the front was stunningly white, and it had Roman columns in the front. It almost looked like the front of the Jefferson Memorial, the part with the triangular roof and the columns. From the front there, there was this waterway that led down to the city. I remember sitting at the top of it though about to head down, at this guy kept looking at me funny, like I was naked or something and then he’d just look away all flustered. It was a little uncomfortable.
Anyway, you took this water way to get down to the city. Except the city didn’t have streets. It was all just a continuous pool. It was like all the streets were carved out three or four feet down, paved over to be made smooth like a swimming pool, and filled with water. Basically, all the streets were canals except they were crystal clear and kept clean like pools, and they were shallow enough to walk through, up to your thighs at least. That’s exactly what it was, just a pool. So no one had cars, they just swam everywhere. From my house all you could see was houses and neighborhoods with blue lines between them.
Despite the fact that no one had cars, everyone still had garages, which now that I think about it, is really odd. But I digress!
This dream was just extremely detailed. I can remember how there were spots of dirt on the sides of the pools where they hadn’t been cleaned yet for the day, and there was an orange tree in front of one person’s house so you could sit under it in the water on hot days. The places with smaller houses where there were just little town houses and buildings had small gaps and alleys between them, and here the water became nothing more than a little stream that never went any higher than your ankle.
I remember how at one point in my dream, the water was supposed to be drained monthly, recycled, and replaced with clean water, and at these times everyone was supposed to be inside their homes because all the new water would just come in all at once and they didn’t want people drowning and getting swept away. My friends and I were in the “streets” purposely breaking the rules because we’re stupid and we wanted to mess around while there was no water and everything was just kind of slippery. Well the water started to rush out while we were outside and we had to outrun this huge wall of water by jumping over fences and running through backyards. At one point we ran through this hillbilly’s backyard and he had his dogs chase after us but we got away.
There were some other parts about the building below where I lived and it was all this beautifully decorated wood, kind of like what you see in really old mansions. I remember having to run through there a bunch of times, but that part of my dream is all really fuzzy.
Anyway, it was so beautiful and amazing. The sun was bright and from my house you could just see little dots of people that were having fun and traveling through the streets. No one was afraid to get their clothes wet and no one was afraid to just wear shorts and a t-shirt and no one was self conscious about how they looked in only a few articles of clothing.
It reminds me of how much I love the water, and how that’a basically my own utopia. Not to be completely underwater, but just to be happy all the time and have fun in the water. No cars, no traffic, just people swimming all the time. The idea is surreal, but the way it looked in my dream looked completely real.