Lika’s Log

I had a dream about the tides, as in the oceans tides. Not Tide the detergent. I must be really messed up if I start dreaming about detergent.*L*

I don’t remember alot because I took too long to write it down. I remember driving makai, towards the ocean. Don’t exactly know what beach or what shore. It was a mixture of North Shore Waimea & Sunset, Ke’e & Polihale (Kauai) and Waianae side down Kaena Point ways. I was driving down this coast line, don’t remember what kind of vehicle just a car. I’m driving towards this hairpin curve, I’m driving really slow. There’s water on the road. Its high tide, its splashing on the road big time. It looks like I have to drive thru an inch of water and I’m creeping slowly with the car. I’m thinking it takes 6inches of water to displace a car so I’m safe for now. I drive thru the water and make it around the bend. I drive till I come to a parking lot and bathroom facilities. There are other cars and people there. Its high tide. I can hear the waves crashing really hard. I get out of the car and walk towards the shore. People are watching the waves. Some one asks me if I want to see the house. I say sure. I follow the person to this house thats built really close to the ocean. Too close for my comfort, they shoulda built it mauka like across the street a ways. I take a tour of the house. Nice simple house but it doesn’t feel right, the sound of the ocean is threatening and not soothing. It doesn’t sound right. I get out of the house. The person is telling me the house is safe because they’ve built a big ole’ dike retaining wall to keep the ocean from reaching the house. I’m looking at a big ugly brown fortress kind of wall it has limu and stuff hanging on it, those big leafy things that CA beaches have. Its ugly. I wake wondering why the house was built so close to the ocean and they think the ocean will not reach it. It has, the ocean was always there.
Pau dream.

I’m thinking this is one of those “I miss the ocean” or homesick dreams. Not that I havem’ a lot but since I’ve been blogging down my dreams, well this is the second ocean scenario. Then again if I was born and raised on an island wouldn’t I have ocean, island dreams. Yes. So dream on. *L*

I guess its kinda like when I lived at home I hardly went to da beach. Actually I did cut out alot from school and go beach but thats anada story. I mean most people, I’m thinking my friends and family at home don’t hardly go beach. Understandably so, its called work, kids, soccor, other activities. They don’t just go to the beach to just go to the beach. There has to be party, potluck, meeting what have you.

Because I live mainland wea no moe beach, wen I go home I make sure I start my day at da beach. I head out to Ko Olina, park at Lagoon 4 walk to da hotel & back. Its maked off, its 1.5 miles one way so I walk the 3 miles den kick back on the beach reading my book or the newspaper. Then again thats cause I don’t live there and I can do that on a weekday when there’s hardly anyone there. I would never do it on a weekend cause its so dang crowded. Couple of times doe, I did go to Ala Moana on a weekday early in the morning and still it was crowded. I was like, don’t people work anymore, these can’t all be tourist. But maybe they were. I guess I still look at Oahu as from back in da day. On weekdays there was nobody at the beach hardly. Thats why we use to cutout and go beach because we’d have it to ourselves. No such thing anymore huh?

I think this dream was to remind me of the ocean. It will always be there in its abundance. If the ocean could speak, the tales it could tell. Would we listen?

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