i dont like this morning's dream. it feels weird waking up from it. it's not something scary or what. on the contrary, i dreamt that one of us got attached. and i saw who is the guy. but it's just a weird feeling that stays within me since this morning. i saw the big green field and a whole string of us wanting to fly (paying to fly), the kind that we have to form a chain if we want to. and in the end, they both got together. and the setting was in a big and expensive hotel (cos its all golden), and there were lifts that goes up and down. and because i woke up with a quesy feeling, i dont like the dream (not that i have many good ones for me to like anyway).
as the rain poured relentlessly throughout the day, excerpts of the dream kept coming to invade. but that apart, i adore the rain (minus all the wetness & the possible accounts of floods it can bring).
im not a person who likes to do countdown. dont really fancy that feeling of available days decreasing as time goes by. but this time, i feel like in my subconscious mind, im doing subtle deduction of weeks or days that i have on hands, half for myself and half not.
it feels weird. it's been a week. and i have a burning question within, dying to ask. yet i cant bring myself to question.