Dream A Little Dream...

Ever had one of those nights where you dreamt of someone, and afterwards you could never ever look them in the eye again without thinking abt that dream?

I've been having pretty restless nights for a couple of months now. And I find that my dreams get more and more vivid. Most of them I make a point to remember right after I wake up, and I continue to think abt it while brushing my teeth. But usually 2 hrs later, I forget abt them already.

I sometimes wonder if the ones I remember are the ones that really matter. The ones that even days after dreaming it I can't shake out of my head. Some of them are pretty absurd, involving me back in BMT again, but this time doing really absurd things like being part of a debate on National security. Of course I have a few classic morbid dreams that seems to show up in my dreams on a pretty regular basis... its always the same dream, and it always follows the exact same sequence, involving me being trapped in a building with no exits. Then of course there's the dream where I see myself walking with someone whose presence is strikingly familiar, but whose face I can't catch... and each time we're always walking along different places ranging from the usual spots like Bishan or Thomson Park, to the ludicrous like my abandoned primary school building.

All I know is that the dreams tend to get really vivid, and part of me is awake enough to recognize I'm dreaming, and even be able to marvel at the details that exist within the "visions".

And as much as I'm strangely attracted by it enough to have part of me not want to lose it, there's also a part of me that hates it.

I read this phrase somewhere, and was pretty struck by the irony: "I looked back and thought to myself how different things would have been had I enough hindsight." Don't ask me why I mentioned it here.

Random thought.

Somewhat like my dreams.

Somewhat like this blog.