Snippets of fleeting dreams

Brian has brought home a shark and has put it in the swimming pool out back. After a few days the shark is dying because the water keeps evaporating quickly. We keep refilling the pool, but the water is also becoming stagnant. I feel so bad looking at the shark, seeing it suffer.


I am participating in some kind of Alumni event and am atop a tall building holding onto the backside of a billboard. I have an ear piece and can hear the ceremony speech being given on the ground. On cue myself and two other parachuters are to jump from our locations. I am not the least bit perturbed by being so precariously perched until I lose the feed on my earpiece. The I begin to realise the venerability of my situation. I strain to see the other jumpers but can not find them. Eventually I stop being anxious about it all and just push myself off and fall peacefully into the stunt.