crash&burn.

I dreamed that the ocean was flooding the world, taking everything back into the sea for the last time. I was running on the beach, watching everyone being swept away, not caring for them. But there was a little girl, so very small, and I scooped her up and ran towards these big, wooden stairs that went up a cliff. She was flailing and screaming and pointing to a tunnel on the side of the cliff. I told her we'd drown then. The waves tried to take us but I held onto the wooden railing in time. I don't know if we drowned or lived. 

I dreamed about driving on a road and it flooding, crashing over the hood of the car.

I dreamed about, most of all, Tiger. Every night. Tigertigertiger. If distance will pull us into different places I'll see her in my sleep.