I woke up right in the middle of a dream and remembered everything in clear detail.

I was standing on the shore of an island, water flowing over my feet. I was watching a man on a surfboard. He was standing still on the board and there were no waves. When he leant slightly forward the board moved that way, when he leant back the board turned etc. All of a sudden I was on another board on the still water. It was fantastic. I just had to lean a centimeter in one angle and that would make the board move. It was fun.

Then I saw a man on the beach and I recognized him. He looked exactly as my male player charachter in the online game of World of Warcraft (role play game). He was pushing a pram and in the pram he had a daughter. He started talking about all our friends in common and they all seemed to have had a daughter recently. I remember thinking; "When I had my fotune told I was going to meet a man who has a daughter. I wonder if this is the guy?"

Then I was on a big ship. It was a grey army type vessel and it was used for housing. I had my own cabin in the ship and I lived there. In the cabin next to me was a young woman with a small daughter. Both the mother and the daughter looked like me. We woke up one early moring, alerted by a loud noice. There had apparently been a storm during the night and the boat was shored on a sand bank, leaning dramatically to one side. Now when the sand shifted the boat started to move quickly. There seemed to be a hole in the hull. The woman, the young daughter and I rushed out on the deck of the ship. I remember telling them that "It will not take long before the entire boat is filled with water and we will sink." We were not at all scared by this.

The boat moved down stream, warm water was gushing over us on the deck and the front of the boat was diving deeper into the sea. I remember that it was quite agreable.

Then I noticed that around the ship there were big wires and bands holding it at surface level. There were men on another ship hauling us in and dragging our ship to a steady rock. Then they let us all come on board their rescue boat. My own mother was waiting for me there. The captain of the ship was flirting with my mother, saying that when she had been my age, she had been so attractive with her long blond hair, but also so aware of it and such a tease...."

My mother started singing songs to me, reading from an antique song book. On every page there was different sad clowns and crying clowns illustrations. She pointed out a song called "The song of swing" and said that it was a good song. I said; "Well, you know, swing is not really in fashion, nowadays."

Then abruptly I woke up.