I fell asleep and J woke me up because I was apparently making some really weird noises. I dreamt that I had gone hunting alone (kind of how I use to hike alone in Az except I was in Tennessee) anyway, it began to rain and a small creature came toward me for protection. I was in a wooded area with a dark murky lake. I instinctively knew we were in danger but for some reason I waded into the water with the small animal by my side (I think it was Coco) All of a sudden a boar came running towards me underwater, no matter how fast I turned to get a better look, the boar/lion looking creature moved faster. The water was incredibly dark and I decided to scream at it to make it leave us alone. It seemed to be working but… Alas I was awoken. It’s really rare when you wake up remembering your dreams so I’m hoping writing them down will help me make some sense of them. I think Lost is to blame here again.