Bad dreams are not frequent for me, at least, not for the past few years.
Or should I say, I always have beautiful dreams.
Was freaking exhausted today, due to it being Friday, went straight to bed when I reached home.
(I need to mention I bathed)
And there I woke up from the horror seconds ago, recalling how heavy, how emotional of me in my synthetic virtual world.
Humans are fragile, but never have I known, so much more when it comes to emotions. Mental torture is really worse than physical; I wonder how we survive all the ordeals to this century.
How genuine is it when we cry from our heart not from our eyes.
To subdue the fear in us, is actually not to withdraw from it, not to avoid but to face it.
It is so damn vivid still, that my notebook was once again gone.
The scene is a Library (a place I love so much in reality when it becomes associated with bad dream, it hurts that much)
She was with me all along; we walked out of the premises into the connecting streets with our heavy bags, walking against the flow of pedestrians.
Then suddenly, what in my arms were only papers, not the usual weight.
And how funny it is remembering she ran faster than me towards the building (high storey library) when I literally stood rooted to the ground.
*Mama walked past carrying envelopes*
Hmms, enclosed envelopes, looks beautiful; it’s about sending money over to another country to win a prize of 3k per month. I don’t understand?
Isn’t winning all about receiving?
Reader Digest, don’t even think it’s existing? Finance department.
Back to my topic, *MAMA shouts: your favourite tv showing now!*
Opps, I can totally understand why I’m not focused.
– Back in story –
We went to the receptionist counter to report my loss, when the staff dragged
(You see I can still remember those details, it’s amazing!) All our time and remains seated and doing her stuff.
I broke down, serious, I cry out loud and it stuns the library, those commuters stare at me as if I’m mad
And in the crowd, I saw a very familiar figure looming at a corner, he is laode.
– to be continued –
I need to watch TV LAH 😀