A dream I actually remember....

Between the hours of 2:45 am, when I was awakened to 1) let cat out, 2) get drink of water for 4 year old, 3) help sleepy, sick six year old find the bathroom, and 4) get Tums for sick husband, and 4:50 am, when I got up to go to work, I had a dream about being in an indoor swimming pool with a mermaid, a little girl and Alan Rickman. We were trying to teach someone to swim, although for the life of me I can't remember who. I was swimming, the child swam like a porpoise, and the mermaid, of course, said she had learned while still in her mother's arms. She had the most gorgeous pastel-colored fins, and a matching bikini top, because I'm subconsciously a prude, I suspect. I don't think we were teaching Mr. Rickman, although I don't recall him actually swimming. He was sort of standing there, waist-deep, with a smirk on his face.

'Twas all rather pleasant, until I jerked awake and realized my alarm hadn't gone off and I was 45 minutes late getting up. Rats.

(crossposted to alanrickman and mermaid_lagoon - why anyone cares is beyond me, but it seems to be the convention)

edit: a few more details because someone in one of the aforementioned communties asked: It was a largish pool, although I don't think Olympic sized - I don't remember any lane lines. The only light came from the pool lamps under the water. Rickman was not wearing any jewelery, maybe an earring. I can't remember whether he had a mustache or not, but his hair looked blowdried and feathered - a somewhat younger version than he is now. The mermaid's fins, and the fish part of her body were mostly pink and orange (strange because they're not my favorite colors) with hints of purple, green and blue. All her fins and the edges of her scales were fringed and rippled in the water as she swam.

A dream I actually remember....

Between the hours of 2:45 am, when I was awakened to 1) let cat out, 2) get drink of water for 4 year old, 3) help sleepy, sick six year old find the bathroom, and 4) get Tums for sick husband, and 4:50 am, when I got up to go to work, I had a dream about being in an indoor swimming pool with a mermaid, a little girl and Alan Rickman. We were trying to teach someone to swim, although for the life of me I can't remember who. I was swimming, the child swam like a porpoise, and the mermaid, of course, said she had learned while still in her mother's arms. She had the most gorgeous pastel-colored fins, and a matching bikini top, because I'm subconsciously a prude, I suspect. I don't think we were teaching Mr. Rickman, although I don't recall him actually swimming. He was sort of standing there, waist-deep, with a smirk on his face.

'Twas all rather pleasant, until I jerked awake and realized my alarm hadn't gone off and I was 45 minutes late getting up. Rats.

(crossposted to alanrickman and mermaid_lagoon - why anyone cares is beyond me, but it seems to be the convention)

edit: a few more details because someone in one of the aforementioned communties asked: It was a largish pool, although I don't think Olympic sized - I don't remember any lane lines. The only light came from the pool lamps under the water. Rickman was not wearing any jewelery, maybe an earring. I can't remember whether he had a mustache or not, but his hair looked blowdried and feathered - a somewhat younger version than he is now. The mermaid's fins, and the fish part of her body were mostly pink and orange (strange because they're not my favorite colors) with hints of purple, green and blue. All her fins and the edges of her scales were fringed and rippled in the water as she swam.