Where is the moon?

I dream that I am sitting on my bed floating in the middle of the ocean. It’s dark. The darkest dark I’ve ever seen. I feel lost.

Where are the stars? Where is the moon?

I look around me to see what I have as my resources. I have the spear. I have my Diary. I take the diary and the leather strap and start tying it to the end of the spear to make a paddle.

It sort of works, but I’m not sure where I am going.

Aphrodite appears next to me suddenly, “let go of the idea you need to know where you are going to get there.” She says to me.

She takes the paddle and pushes us through the water. She’s stronger than I am.

“This way.” She says to me, as if she is showing me a path. I can’t see it.

All I see is dark.

I am awake.