I felt dizzy and had woken up with a start. I remembered dreaming something along the lines of walking through a pond with my jeans rolled up to my knees. There were fish in the pond and with a shaking hand I’d reached into the cool water and had pulled one out. Just one fish, and as I held it up to me, I panicked and dropped the fish but it never had a chance to hit the water.
It was then that I woke up, with the fish hanging just millimeters above the cool surface.
Suddenly awake, I worried that the fish would die if it never hit water.