they're glistening like diamonds, go out and find them

we were on a field trip in some apocalyptic part of future tense, subconsciously mapped part of Oahu. this is the beach we get to after a really long drive. we pass mountains that are so green, they can't be landmarks in Hawaii. always wet lawns, like someone over watered entire portions of the island. gigantic waves that crash toward the road, no beaches for miles and miles. then i am instantly transported to this beach. sometimes i am breathing under water at this beach, letting the tide take me, no fear. sometimes i'm here alone at night. and sometimes i am actually drowning, no fear.

this time as i walk to the waves, five footers like Sandy's, i'm not drowning or swimming, i'm stealing diamonds. there are diamonds all over the place, jewelry that people have left on the beach and in caves and trees so that they're not lost in
the waters. i'm walking around and just picking earings and loose diamonds, i'm stealing. there are people around me, and they see what i'm doing but they aren't outraged or bothered. i notice that one of the diamonds that i've stolen look exactly like one of my mother's earings. i place it back in my pile then i walk up the steps of my elementary school and deposit the diamonds somewhere. i'm in a lagoon with someone else and we're digging through the mud with our toes, picking up quarters.

telephone call, wake up and the logic of dream linear narrative is gone.
damnit what does this dream mean?
can't help but hear "Don't Blame Your Daughter" by the Cardigans play.