Recurring Private Island

Date: 11/7/2025

Very restless last night When I finally dreamt it was of paddling up to some mini island resort just off the coast. Really just a bar and lounge, with a lazy river going around the bar. After marvelling at it's greek architecture, the way the sun shone on it through the trees surrounding it and taking some relaxing, deep breaths, I asked the other swimmers around me if I was allowed to enter. Someone ethusiastically told me I was. I had a sense that while I was technically allowed inside I shouldn't draw too much attention to myself and that most people inside were paying members. I stayed in the lazy river and childishly pulled a large pillow off the bordering floor and snuggled against it with my eyes closed. A mix of "if I can't see them, they can't see me" as well as retreating into the larger fantasy of how luxurious this place was. Before I knew it I had 3 giant soaked pillows that I was having trouble arranging corectly and getting comfortable on. This was clearly bad form and I remember audio coming on an intercom saying that members were allowed to take home their pillows as long as they weren't soaked full of water. It felt pointed. End This is the second dream Ive had in the last two weeks or so of floating at see, somewhat directionless, and going to a special island. Though the last one was larger and undeveloped except some tall, marble columned gazebo (also a bit greek). I felt there were large and small primates on this island. I definitelt think about escaping my life all the time to go to some place away from everyone I know, where things are simpler. An island isn't my waking choice but seems to be my dream choice