Traveling in Depression land

I started to meditate and let my imagination land on a scene from a movie.  I am the main character.  In the first scene, I am attacked by a wild beast in Africa.  I am saved by a tiger who kills the beast and starts eating it.  Monkeys arrive for comic relief while I sit among the tigers wondering if they will eat me too.   In the second scene, I plan and execute my escape before the tigers try to eat me.  This is where it ends.  I have at this point never quite gotten to safety.

Then I switch stories.  Now I am at a beach where I dive in the water and start swimming with fish.  I am like a diver, but I do not need air.  I am swimming with a turtle when the movie ends.  The audience is left to wonder if I will reemerge from the sea.

Both of these stories are about trying to escape and ultimately being trapped.  But there is a vague hope…