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DREAMLOG ~5:14AM | 09-06-18 (THU)
I am biking on a beach on an island. When I realize that I won't be able to get back to where I come from before dark, I panic. Then I see a dolphin walking, bipedal style, like using its fluke as feet. It looks like a little person in a plastic suit from a fairly realistic movie about small, walking dolphins. I feel a release, an almost perfect feeling. I wake up.