Escape Through the Beach at Night

I stood along the shore of a HUGE body of water. I have dreams from before which I categorize as “water dreams” and this is one of them. These are not just dreams with bodies of water in them, but HUGE and overwhelming bodies of water. Just looking at them makes me feel like trying to gasp for air and like everywhere I look, the body of water seems to catch up to me. 

So anyway, this is one of them.

I stood on the shore, looking out at the dark blue water. It was night time and only the moon provided us light. We were trying to escape from something, though I’m not sure what. There were a number of people around, and we realized we can’t swim to the next closest island, which was just a few yards away, because the water was way too deep and the undercurrent might take some of us into the deeper parts and away from the islands. 

I remember seeing one of my female cousins, and an old grade school classmate who used to bully me. I don’t remember the other people there but I think we were all girls. There were some guys who went to look for something which I don’t remember.

Suddenly, the tides lowered and we were able to see a wider part of the shore. Instead of proceeding with the escape, some of them started swimming in their underwear since we really didn’t have time to bring anything with us when we escaped. I joined them I saw some beautiful white rocks under the shallow part of the waters. We all started playing and laughing around until someone warned that “they” were on the way to the beach, meaning those we were trying to escape from. 

Some started to run towards a narrow path between two boulders of rocks, but most of us just started walking quickly because we knew that they didn’t know yet we were there; they were just heading to the beach for something else. So first, I ran to where my clothes are, and picked up a shirt and skirt. As I walked on, I started putting on my clothes. Then I realized that Mr. Perfect Skin was behind me, and I felt so conscious how big my ass must look or how fat I am so I put on my skirt first. As I put on my shirt I realized that I’m not supposed to worry about it because he wouldn’t mind. Apparently we were together, or on our way to being together. 

In connection to this dream, I have had 3 or 4 recurring dreams in the past with this guy picking me up from work, being in our old home, or being together with me. Oddly though, in real life, I never see him in that way at all and we’re not even close friends.