||[Dec. 5th, 2006|07:59 am]
Last night I dreamed I was living in an extremely tall building, tall enough to look down upon the whole of Manhattan from the window. I was laughing and enjoying the view with a woman I know, who in real life is just a casual acquaintance I don't know very well, yet in the dream we were married, possibly with a baby. We were watching a lightning storm outside, with the bolts striking the buildings' lightning rods, knowing that we were completely safe.
Inexplicably, the water level started to rise at the bottom of our window, and we started joking around about being below sea level. Somehow the view didn't change, the city wasn't flooded or anything like that, it was just our building that was somehow being submerged in a rising layer of water.