The picnickers thought I was crazy

[torquill]

One of the last snippets of dream from last night involved wanting to keep my drink cool outside in a park. I had a tap, but running water into my soda would dilute it. There was a large cistern or portable pool nearby, filled, with what looked like a plastic tarp or something wrapped all the way around the outside. I figured running water cools things pretty well, so I directed the tap to run into the plastic outside the cistern; that way it could cool the whole thing, as it surrounded the cistern with a sheath of running water and ran off into the ground nearby.

It didn't work that way.

The plastic sheath filled up, but before it could tip out to let the water spill onto the ground, it tipped inward. I had a lip of water-filled tarp starting to fall over into the pool inside... and once it starts to fall, gravity takes over. It started to drag the rest of the tarp up and over. Okay, thought I, time to walk away and find higher ground...

I could see what came next, which was that something buckled, and the whole thing came crashing down in my direction. The tarp unfurled in sections as the water came pouring out of the pool/cistern, and created an ocean with rolling breakers, one crashing after another after another. I laughed hysterically as I ran along the top of a low hill, and the sea crashed against the green "beach" downslope as my laughter cried out like gulls. I had brought the ocean to the park.




I remember thinking at the time that firestrike would approve.