Dreamt of visiting Will K. and Erika K. at their lake home. The sun was bright and the sand warm. I lay down with my feet on the beach and my body in the water. The lapping of the waves combined with the bright blue sky was very relaxing.
Hearing a commotion I turned to look out over the water. Will was steering a big, deep-keeled boat. At least he was trying to steer it, but the boat seemed to have a mind of its own. He almost ran over a family who all managed to dive out of the way. The bald, big-muscled guy, though, refused to budge. Will managed to turn at the last moment.