I did not have a very nice dream last night, or rather, this morning as I think it was one of those in the dawn hours that you wake from before getting back to some more sleep.
There was a beautiful lake at night time, and it was sparkling in the moonlight and other lights strung around. For some reason there were lots of people around -- there must have been some kind of festival going on that went on into the evening, or a large public party or concert in a park. But I was crying and wanted to walk into the lake to drown myself. A friend of mine was there, an old galpal, and she didn't seem to realize how serious I was, and she was kind of laughing and not stopping me, but I was serious and highly distressed, and kept walking toward the water. I woke up feeling pretty shaken up.