Copper Sulphate Blue

And another…


Of the ocean. This time a beautiful muted copper sulphate blue. A quick dream, where I just walk towards the ocean and step seamlessly from the clean, bleached, pale, sand into the copper sulphate blue, without intending to. The bank is deceptively steep, and I don’t understand (in my dream) how I did not notice the change in color – from the sand to the blue of the water… The part where I’ve fallen in has a swimming pool feel to it, but I distinctly see the rest of the ocean just beyond. Anyway I quickly bob up and climb out of the water, my jeans dripping, and salty wet hair sticking to my face… the waves and froth are now licking at my feet as I walk along the shore towards the hotel where I’m going to stay – by the water’s edge.

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