Where fears lie
I dreamed last night that Tin was kidnapped – horrific. I had a hard time shaking the dream and realized later that it came from being out earlier and asking a friend to watch Tin while I went in back to reheat his food. That need to not let him out of my sight is embedded in my DNA.
Just like the pelican outside on the bayou this morning, that keeps nosediving into the bayou and coming up with a fish (three so far) – encoded memory.
The water grows turbulent during bad weather, the fish more transparent, the pelicans more greedy, and that underwater feeling of dreams and nightmares where you clearly see the worst that can happen and you are incapable of stopping it no matter how loud I scream in my sleep.