Dream Journal
B and I walk upstream along the bank of a river and come to a tiny town. All of the buildings were on pilings because the river had been known to flood. We stopped into a few gift shops but bought nothing.
A person outside handed us each a thick Oreo wafer. I broke mine apart and found that inside the wafer was a bright yellow rubber duck. It was only two inches big. I noticed there was a very large gathering of people at the river - surely larger than the population of this village.
Each person had a small rubber duck just like mine. We tossed all of our ducks into the river. We watched them float downstream a bit and then jumped in after them to help them along.
Some people grabbed handfuls of ducks and dipped them into buckets of salt to help keep them afloat.
B and I were then inside my father’s boat while my father spun it around very fast. B was sitting near the center and I was standing; I was having a hard time keeping my balance and quickly became ill. My father told me to look at the central pivot point of the floor so I wouldn’t get sick. It didn’t help any and I wanted to jump off.