storm last night weird dreams i can't recall. oh, the humidity! the humidity has fallen. falling dreams, why when do we fall asleep? and sometimes catch ourselves as if we must save ourselves from falling, and our hearts stop momentarily. 
this morning, the lake warmed a degree by rain, mister shy and tentative, would only swim with me. and lily brought him his ball, placed it by his head in the water, as he had done for her. and my heart flutters like a butterfly, i feel so proud and tender.

  big storm, weird dreams. ride the storm in dreams. wake and swim.