Since I always come home at around 9-10 pm and have to eat dinner afterward, there's no other option but to sleep late every night. Pababain daw muna ang kinain. That's what my parents would often tell me.
Last night was different because I intentionally slept late. Super Late. I remember looking at the wall clock. It was 2:30 am. Why? Why? Why?
It's like this...for two straight nights, I've been having creepy dreams. Honestly, the words that best fit the quality of my dreams are: scary and heartbreaking. I see relatives dying, even witnessing their burial. Everything seems so real. Every detail, so vivid. When it gets scary, it doesn't help at all if the dream is detailed.
Last night as I have been trying to point out, I slept so late. Television helped a lot. It accompanied me throughout the whole process of trying to escape the inevitable, impending lethargy. There weren't too many shows to watch since it was so late. Thank God there's MYX. Oh by the way, it's the one on Studio 23 kasi sa bundok namin, walang cable. Ngek!
Anyways, when finally my angels whispered to my ears that I ought to sleep na, there I pleaded with them to help me pray to God that He continue blessing my family, friends and loved ones because they're all I ever care for in this world. Ayoko na ng katakot na panaginip about them. Please po, Lord.
So happy that when I woke up this morning, I realized I didn't dream any of those horrifying ones I had the previous nights. I think my dream last night included an acquaintance of mine from office. We were like lovers in that dream. Weird. I can't even think of him in a romantic perspective. Kabaligtaran 'yun siguro...Hehe...
Hay naku, at least it's not about people dying. Hopefully, tonight it'll get better. Ayoko na kasing matakot. It's hard to imagine losing a loved one. Basta, it's my greatest fear.
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