dreamer

today i went up to home room for a nice long nap. about 40 minutes or so. i know i slept well because i had a dream. it wasn't a good one. neither was it a nightmarish one. it was just, well, scary. it was like falling. only i wasnt. i was actually floating away. my vision was fogging and blurring. all i wanted to do was to say hi. it was horrible. i hated every moment of it. come to think of it, maybe it was a nightmare.

you know something? dreams are a reflection of your subconscious mind. its really useful to let you know what you are really thinking and not what you are making yourself think. only problem is, you don't remember all of them. and when you do, and you dream something that actually has relevance to your life, it actually hurts. when you try to believe something and suddenly you have this dream. you wake up teary eyed and sweating even with the aircon and you realise whatever you've been trying to believe is utterly doctored and your own brain decides to slap you until you realise that. smart tactic.

lucky the falsification was insta-killed. i still have hope. (: