To Arran and back

Date: 3/13/2020

I am on a beach with K and have to go across to Arran before the party begins. I use this very small speed boat which morphs as I get on: the shape and size change as I climb aboard. I have to straddle it now since is half the size it was before. It seems I was semi aware and my thoughts and doubts affected it’s form. I even brush the propeller at one point which should have made me lucid. I am being forced north by the wind and waves and voices tell me to go against the wind and travel fast to the island before I blow further away. Even now, in the dream, I have a sense that this represents the current C19 epidemic. I ride the craft, which is more like a broomstick than a speed boat, quickly to Arran; I drive it over beach and rocks then leave it. I am now with a girl who it seems I am living up to being back. I am travelling back accords the water now and have the realisation that she is ‘not the one for me’. We some how both fit on the craft which acts like a craft from Wipe Out; it has a nothing but a button on the very front of it which is the accelerator. I avoid otters and beavers on the beach and return to the mainland.