i hate myself for being lazy to grab my fone and jot down the thoughts in my mind whenever it comes reeling in. too confident, knowing that i will remember it later, but actually i don't. so i have piles and piles of notes in my head that just faded away. by the time i sit down to face my blank notepad for blogging, i don't know what to write. now here i am, finally jotting down an entry which should have been composed 4months ago.
i'd like to document my weird dreams... maybe someday, somehow, someone would be able to explain to me what it means. or maybe, i just want to keep them because normally, we forget dreams the moment we wake up and just remember fragments.
a. ok so if you're sensitive, don't read this. again, i warned you. i saw in a toilet bowl, a white dove, crawling out of brown grinded stuff, like sand on water. does that even have a translation???
b. holding a big brown rat on his tail. ok, i should've warned you.
c. high school reunion with karen and keith. i don't know why their faces are so vivid.
e. i saw a friend who fainted in my dream. i guess it was a reminder for me to tell her of what transpired the other day.
