Twenty or so minutes into sleep the shaking began. A little earthquake in my body, like the vibrating of a serpent snaking it's way down my spine. I awoke confused, amnesic. Almost immediately after falling into slumber once again, another round of shaking engulfed me and then, the unmistakable sound, smell and sight of rushing water. I awoke again confused. Soon after I slipped back into sleep to repeat the experience twice more, both times ending in the sensation of rushing water. Quieting my psychic barometer, I surrendered to a deeper less antagonistic sleep. In the morning, the rains began. Water, water everywhere.