i found myself crying in my sleep. i can't even remember what i was dreaming or why i was even crying. what's even weird i found myself in the same situation just two days ago... only then, i remember what i was crying about. i was having a bad dream.
i dreamt that there was a war...
my dream began of a a very clear picture of me biking to an old friend's house. along the way, i saw armed men in uniforms. they are being carried by big a truck loaded with enormous guns and sorts... i was so scared that i pedaled back to my house so i can inform my family, but no matter how hard i tried to pedal faster, my bike won’t get me any farther than a person who is merely walking. i panic with my bike's unusual behavior... but i made it home before any shocking thing happened. or in my mindset, atleast i made it home while everybody's still safe and intact. of course, the trucks had surrounded the town already when i reached home.
as we were talking and thinking of the possibilities that could happen to us, my cousin was putting needles (and lots and lots of them) in my butt. yeah, it seems funny now... but in my dream, it made me feel so frustrated thinking how could he do something so stupid at a time of crisis. doesn't he know that we could die? lose our freedom? it could be an end for all of us and that could be the last thing of being together as family... and he’s... ahh!!! being silly!
what’s worse? they were all laughing as i pulled out every stick of needles in my butt. lol. i was crying very hard doing this, and then i woke up to the sound of my sobs.
and now, i found myself in the same situation; i just can’t recall what i was dreaming about.
my psychology teacher told me that we can have 18 dreams in our sleep, and remember only one or two or three from these dreams, and there are times that we don’t.
maybe, my dream was something silly again. silly enough to make me pondered on needles sticking in my butt. lol. or might be because before i went to bed last night, i had a bad headache that i slept really really early... my thoughts were about me leaving the Philippines again. i know my stay here will only be for a few months, but it was only last night that i learned the exact date of my departure. and my mom's gonna buy tickets tomorrow. :(
so maybe, my thoughts made it through Dreamland. what do you think? :p
. . . im sad. but, i should get back to sleep. Lord, pls give me beautiful dreams.
i dreamt that there was a war...
my dream began of a a very clear picture of me biking to an old friend's house. along the way, i saw armed men in uniforms. they are being carried by big a truck loaded with enormous guns and sorts... i was so scared that i pedaled back to my house so i can inform my family, but no matter how hard i tried to pedal faster, my bike won’t get me any farther than a person who is merely walking. i panic with my bike's unusual behavior... but i made it home before any shocking thing happened. or in my mindset, atleast i made it home while everybody's still safe and intact. of course, the trucks had surrounded the town already when i reached home.
as we were talking and thinking of the possibilities that could happen to us, my cousin was putting needles (and lots and lots of them) in my butt. yeah, it seems funny now... but in my dream, it made me feel so frustrated thinking how could he do something so stupid at a time of crisis. doesn't he know that we could die? lose our freedom? it could be an end for all of us and that could be the last thing of being together as family... and he’s... ahh!!! being silly!
what’s worse? they were all laughing as i pulled out every stick of needles in my butt. lol. i was crying very hard doing this, and then i woke up to the sound of my sobs.
and now, i found myself in the same situation; i just can’t recall what i was dreaming about.
my psychology teacher told me that we can have 18 dreams in our sleep, and remember only one or two or three from these dreams, and there are times that we don’t.
maybe, my dream was something silly again. silly enough to make me pondered on needles sticking in my butt. lol. or might be because before i went to bed last night, i had a bad headache that i slept really really early... my thoughts were about me leaving the Philippines again. i know my stay here will only be for a few months, but it was only last night that i learned the exact date of my departure. and my mom's gonna buy tickets tomorrow. :(
so maybe, my thoughts made it through Dreamland. what do you think? :p
. . . im sad. but, i should get back to sleep. Lord, pls give me beautiful dreams.
4 comments:
i always look forward to dreaming cause that's the only way i could escape reality..
hahaha..acupuncture?
get a dream catcher.. you put it above your head or hang it near your head when you sleep. it traps the bad dreams in its kinda webby design in the center but the good dreams can slip through into your subconscious :)
the reason why i love to sleep...
its because my life has a tendency to fall apart when i'm awake.
gemz! :p
oh wow!
im just so amazed to diversity. well, look at your comment... you all see things in different perspective, and you have your own UNIQUE way of dealing things... and we're all friends. hahahahah
more! more! more!
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