Last night, I had a vivid dream of walking on the beach, where I spotted a dying octopus washed high up on one of the rocks. Somehow, I was aware that he was still alive but needed help as soon as possible. So I carried him back into the sea. I remember struggling as I climbed up to him, because the rocks were pretty steep and waves were crashing against them. Once I got him back in the water, I watched him swimming around for a moment and realized how beautiful he was. On land, dying, he was small and shriveled up, but in the ocean, he grew to a healthy size, and I could see that he was bright orange with white spots. Just then, a very large tidal wave rolled in, and I was swept up in the current before I could get away. I didn't panic, though.
For a few moments everything was dark and fuzzy, but then at some point, I found myself in a bed with a man. I sensed that he was actually the octopus, yet somehow, during that scene transition, he shape-shifted into a human being. There was no sex, but he hugged and kissed me several times. Not on the mouth, but on closed eyelids. He was very kind and loving, but my dream-self did not kiss or touch him back. He looked hurt, and when he got up from the bed, I woke up.