2 nights ago... i was hanging out with Marina, doing what we usually do and all of a sudden, it started to pour, really heavily and the wind was so strong.. i was holding on to marina's hand with much resistance and suddenly, something hit her and she fell and never woke up. i saw sil and sherri but i couldn't face them cuz i didn't know what to say to them so i ran. away from them.
last night.. i couldn't find my car. i was eagerly looking when the carpark turned into an aeroplane.. a plane with little corridors. the plane was full of contented people, sitting in their seats happily doing what they are doing but i was running around trying to find a way out. there was no way out. everywhere i looked or turned it was either blocked or a deadend.
2 words to interpret my dreams.. frantic & lost.
how much of what you dream is truly what you feel? am i frantic that i've lost my friends? i don't think so. as i remember, unless last night's dinner was a dream, my dear friend is still very much alive (please stay that way) hehehe just thinking about last night's dinner is making me feel good. ;)
am i stuck in mid-air, not able to find my way out? in what terms tho... maybe... so many uncertainties for someone who likes to plan and be organize. doesn't really sit well with me. then again, such is life? can't plan it all. just got to go with the flow and let it happen. come what may...
Just a dream...
I could sit in my car, close my eyes, turn up the volume and drown myself in that song.
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