We were dragging the nets at midnight and the water lit up

Last night I dreamed I was on a boat with a crew that didn't speak, and every time we pulled the net, the water drained out of it in these slow sheets of blue light, like the ocean was exhaling. No fish in the mesh, just light. I woke up and checked the plankton data out of habit, and for a second I was almost disappointed the dream wasn't real. Then I got to sit with it — that maybe some nights the catch is just the seeing.