Sep. 1st, 2012

Driving around West Oakland in an electric car and we pass by a block I've never seen before - I focus in on an adorable little house, and notice the houses are all on piers, like my Grandma's house - and then I notice a little sandy spit of beach. As I'm looking at the cute house, I see waves behind it. Suddenly, a huge wave crests up behind the house and crashes over it. I'm standing on the sand, stepping back a bit, but there is not much fear, only awe.

"How is that house still standing?" I ask Alex. Wave after wave bashes over it and nothing about the house seems to change, other than the roof looking wet. We get back in the car and the car is hot and the roof and dash seem really close to me and I feel like I am suffocating as I wait for him to turn the engine on so i can open the window, and I wake up.

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