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Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts

Monday, July 1, 2013

Dreams, 2

It’s funny how everything in your dream seems to be logical while you’re dreaming it. However, once you’re awake, the dream seems to be nonsensical – not to mention the fact how the scenes change very abruptly and you think it was natural. "Dreams" is a series of posts about, of course, my dreams.

June 16, 2013 7:20 AM
I woke up to the sound of my mother’s voice calling us to eat breakfast. No dreams whatsoever – or so I thought. My mom told us how she was woken in the middle of the night by my scream. She thought that I and my sister (who were sleeping on the bed) were quarreling so she got up to check on us, only to find out that we were both soundly asleep.


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Saturday, June 15, 2013

Dreams, 1

It’s funny how everything in your dream seems to be logical while you’re dreaming it. However, once you’re awake, the dream seems to be nonsensical – not to mention the fact how the scenes change very abruptly and you think it was natural. "Dreams" is a series of posts about, of course, my dreams.

June 13, 2013 4:40 AM
I dreamt I was reading manga from my favorite manga site. After some time of reading, I realized I haven’t slept for two days straight! Still, I was up and about, full of energy and ready to read more.

Scene changes to a third person POV while I was watching my sister haggle for slots in the UPLB Systemone (she’s currently a Sophomore student in FEU-Makati.)

Scene changes to a dance stage. A dancer was missing from the stage. The person asked for a volunteer, and I stood up. We played the swing. I have two partners though, my ex-boyfriend and my friend.

Scene changes to an elevator lift of a building. I was escorting my grandfather in a wheelchair to the hospital in the building. Although I don’t know which floor. I have a hunch it’s around the lower floors – indeed it was on floors 1-3, however, when I asked the two men beside me, he said it’s the 25th floor. So we went up, only to find out we were deceived. The atmosphere changed and suddenly, we were in the middle of some mysterious, murder movie.

What a weird dream indeed.
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