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 I am arguing with Sera or trying to excite her affection. I discover she is seeing Jacob on the sly. This angers and hurts me. He is sitting near by and I question him in a hostile, defensive mood; Sera is looking now a lot like Barbara Hershey. Jacob looks bad: his skin is pale white, like wax, and there is a scraggly fringe of beard along the edge of his jaw and around his lips, which are enlarged and orangish. He is smoking and telling me about himself, how things aren't going as he'd like. I avoid the issue of their affair and storm off, indignant and disgusted...
 I work days in a graphics or architectural company, sitting at a drafting board in an office; then I am fleeing with another man. We slog down a concrete run-off or aqueduct, waist-deep in water, as if trying to evade detection. It's near dark. The man passes under a concrete wall - there's an opening under the water - and after I realize he can't hear me shouting for directions, I try to follow. Is there a small cavity with air where I can breathe? The man seems to be trying to assist me, and I am swimming under a submerged concrete ceiling, as if under ice, looking for an air pocket. There is now a second person. He is holding a dinner plate upside down; I'm supposed to exhale under the plate, but inhaling my own air doesn't seem very productive, we're all under water and can't talk, and I start to panic for air...
 Then we are on a massive ship, a tanker or freighter of some kind. Have I been captured? I'm one of several hundred passengers or crew members, yet we never seem to do any work. The ship is stripped down, chipped-paint rusty metal interior, everyone wearing soiled old unmatched clothing. There are large quarters under deck, maybe a mess hall, where we congregate...
 On the open sea, the ship encounters a tsunami wave eighty feet or more high. I watch it approach from afar through the porthole, the crest misting and breaking apart in the sunlight and the massive wall of the wave crashing toward us. The wave catches the ship from behind and propels it forward: it collides with a second wave rising from the opposite direction. This happens several times - another wave rises from behind, another impact. It's exhilarating and magnificent...