Early this morning, I dreamed that I saw Bob Hope entering a large body of water to swim what I think was the English Channel. The entire scene was in beautiful, deep and cinematic black and white… kind of like the black and white of Wings of Desire. Bob Hope was dressed perfectly for the color scheme, wearing a tuxedo as he entered the turbulent but velvety sea. Another man accompanied him, but I could not decipher his identity.

I tried to talk to Bob Hope when he was neck deep in the water, but a storm was brewing. He turned back to me to respond, but it was clearly a struggle for him. It looked like the water was cold. And he swam away.