I don't remember much of my dream. there was something repetitive that I kept failing to finish. but at some point I ended up with Clara and someone else, on a threatening-to-storm coast with the ocean to our west. we were up on a small plateau with the water hitting the cliff below. the rocks were that dark-red-almost-black kind that indicated volcanic formation.

nevertheless it was not cold. we were wanting to get in some exercise, and on the edge of this cliff, with a sort of windy paved road leading to it, was an outdoor swimming pool and some tennis courts. the pool was an olympic pool and (I assumed in the dream) taken whole cloth from my memory of the Seabee base public swimming pool I would use as a child. we got in the lap lanes and sort of floated there.

I was naked. it seemed natural for me to be so in the water. I was a bit worried abotu trying to swim lap, though. when I was in the Navy pool as a child, didn't I stay in the shallow end? wait, there is no shallow end of an olympic pool. then I remembered, it was another pool.

along with that memory is the realization the Navy probably wouldn't like it if I was actually naked in a public pool. but nobody else was around, and the fence had that green material they put around public tennis courts and pools to prevent passersby from spectating. I thought about how I ought to shower once I got out, but walking naked to the shower probably wouldn't cut it. I would just have to climb out and get dressed right there.

I have a vague memory of Clara being in a bright yellow bikini and being very tan. but that's about it.

I woke up, with a single sentence in my head:

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