Recently I’ve had recurring dreams in which I own a rowboat that is docked and that each time I approach it, I discover it has a hole in its hull. And I’m beginning to understand what this dream might mean. If you’ve followed my Tumblr for more than two seconds you know I love boats—to me they are a means of escape, relaxation, and recreation. They represent freedom from tether. In my dream I keep looking for a means of escape, yet each time I find I’m prevented because of this hole that causes the boat to fill with water.