So Many Choices

Ringo is staring at my choices I do not understand them myself I think He is the wisest of my friends Golden retrievers being magical and such I am floating in the ocean Enjoying my friends the Beluga whales They have come to welcome me To reassure me, and help my soul relax Orcas are here too, not as close Not that fond of me, I am wary The Belugas are not concerned though, which relaxes me a bit. I deeply sigh. The water has never been this dark, yet I can see easily several feet down. There is a rock ledge, I guess I am standing on it. How did I get here? I wonder, not concerned. Past the beach I see a lush forest. Is that where Ringo is staring? I have a multitude of choices. Stay in the water, go to the beach or go past the beach I elect to stay in my dream state a bit longer my power animals swim off with the Orcas Thanks a bunch, I think, realizing I have to do this myself.