Watashi no Yume

Dear rain

What do you think about dream? Dream that I wrote here is something that you see in black and white color when you are asleep. A series of images, event and feeling that still reminds when your alarm is ringing. Scientist said that thousand dreams could happen in one night. But we never can count it. So how do they know there are thousand? Hihihi

Some people believe directly open a book that reveals its meaning. I think they are silly enough. For me dream is just the reflection of what you thought, it does not have a correlation with what you will get in the future.
How about you Rain? Do you believe in dream? Don’t tell me that you have a pile a book about dream? :P

However I don’t believe in dream, I always try to capture them on my notebook. My mind says it would be nice to read all those images. I always think they will be a good stock of idea to write a non-fiction story. Hehehehe...you can call me bizarre. Unluckily, I seldom bear them in my mind. And if I remember it, my hand is reluctant to take a pen and note down. So there are a lot of empty page.

But this morning, I woke up with something different. It’s all because a vivid dreams that happened last night. All the characters are people from my past. He was my chairman when I was in second and third grade, junior high school. He was the boy that I denied even when he had not told me about his feeling. Yeah...He tried to approach me. I kept away from him. He was kind and cute. Some girls in my school adored him. But I didn’t know what exactly happened to me. Probably I was too scared. Too scared to admit that I thought about him too. I just realized it few years later after graduated and moved to another town. Ugh...

Lets go back to my dream. The setting was in a school and both of us joined a same extracurricular. He asked me why I turned him down. I had no choice but told him everything. I was relieved. At least he knew the entire thing that I concealed. I could see he was smile. Unfortunately, suddenly his twin came, took my hand and asked me to stay away from the chairman. It seemed his twin was my boyfriend. Arghh...

Hihihi...I can’t stop laughing when I remember it. It makes me wonders how come something from the past can draw closer. Hmmm. I am sure it’s just like another ordinary dream. At least I have something to write on that silly book.
Another questions that come up, how is he? What does he do? Where is he now?
Hihihi...lets stop it.

Have a great day rain.