Nude Beach Dream

       I dreamed N and I were both thin again. We were at a nude beach party. Being thin again is the only way I would attend a nude beach party. We were both expecting R to be there for some reason, but she wasn't.
       There were a few dozen people there, and we were mostly swimming in the pleasant warm ocean or building sand sculptures above the water line. N and C and A and I were all working on the tower from "Heart of Nightfang Spire", a D&D module I bashed to make a "Spare Parts" adventure out of. (Spare Parts is the name of the home brew RPG rules I run.)
       The conversation turned to how it would have been neat to have the full sculpture when the group was trying to figure out how to get into the place.
       I told them I wasn't planning on taking up sculpture to create game terrain, they would have to continue to look at my goofy maps and use their imaginations.