Dreams

Dreams are what makes us human. Dreams are what makes us sane. But what if your dreams were so far-fetched that some would call you insane?

"Others laugh at my insanity, but I laugh at what they can't see." - Tang Yin

You can dream a whole new world, where troubles disappear. You can dream happy thoughts like dancing ponies, singing elves or sunshine, lollipops. Or... you can have nightmares.

Lately, I've been waking up in the middle of the night, with dreams that I can't tell whether they are horrors or not. Somehow I know that I should be scared, but I'm not. The other night I dreamt that it was the end of November again, beginning of December when my grandmother passed away. This time however, I didn't meet her. She didn't come and save my day like before and this time, I was actually scared.

Did I really need her to save my day back then? Was this a sign from my deceased grandmother saying that I made a very stupid choice? Or was it just another sign telling me that karma is coming to get me...
I don't know.

I'm sorry...Grandmother. I never was the perfect grandchild, I made some mistakes. We all have.

Another dream last night, again I did not know her. I walked by as if we never met, and somehow, watching from afar, I could see there was a smile on my face. I reached out to myself. I wanted to ask, "Are you truly happy? Or are you trying to put on a show for her?"

Before I got a chance to answer myself, the sound of my screaming cellphone awakens me.