My dream of last night: I am walking on a beach and I'm wearing my favorite blue jeans. Lauren and Philippe are with me but we get to the end of the beach and it turns into a long, thin strip of land like an peninsula. I keep walking and leave Lauren and Philippe behind. I look down and someone has cut my jeans up the front and they're now really useless as they're flapping in the wind. The wind is strong and the waves get bigger but I keep walking down the ever more narrow strip of land. Lauren and Philippe yell for me to come back but I keep walking. Then the waves, which are hitting the land on my left and right, knock me over and I can't get up. Then I'm in the water and drowning. But I am happy and I don't get out.

Weird. Vivid. Any interpretations?