Bewildered Dream…
For two days in a row I have been dreamt about two persons whom I haven’t met for ages. (ok, I am exaggerated, maybe I haven’t met them for two years and couple months…anyway..).Those dreams were beyond my comprehension as I rarely kept in touch with them or even think about them.
Ok let’s start with the first dream:
I am in a room with these two persons. We were chatting as if these two persons known each other well while they don’t in reality. All I can recall is when the first person is about to approach me to talk, the second person was trying to defend me from him. Then that was it. The dream was over, as I woke up and feeling confused.
For the rest of day I managed to forget the dream. Maybe it was my exhausted body and brain which lead me to this dream. I didn’t tell anyone about my dream. No such big thing, I think.
I continued my activities thereafter. As a person who’s hard to fall asleep, I watch tv to passed the evening. I finally stopped switching the channel and started to watch the traveling program which talked about bali beaches and beach boy. My eyes suddenly widen open. Then I recalled my last nite dream. This tv program has surely things to do with my dream. Slowly the shadow of my memory appeared. I took me a while to make my eyes gently closed and started to wander in the land of dream.
Then the second dream was virtually occurred.
This time the first person whom I met in my previous dream was absence. This dream was about the second person I met in my previous dream. The setting was in bali and with the background of bali beaches as well. In this dream I was in the state of being curiosity. I have to discover the truth about “this second person” which peculiarly (I might say, or maybe that’s the truth) described as a beach boy. You know what sort of person a beach boy can be. For instance, some people considered beach boy as a gigolo. He also described as a money digger and free sex aficionado. As he never knew the meaning of words settled down.
Back to my dream, I met several people in my dream which led me to the conclusion that “the second person” was a true beach boy, someone who takes an advantage from somebody he dates.
Zapped. The dream was over and left me with thousand questions.
I kept this story of my dream away from nobody but not from myself. I hardly forgot this bewildered dream. Eventually I called one of my close friends and started to blurt all the stories of my dreams out of my head. What I aimed is to have another opinion about this bewildered dream. But maybe I picked the wrong person to share the stories, as I felt his strong reluctant to listen anything about these two persons which often visited me in my dreams. So what happened in the 15 minutes conversation was argument between me and my friend. My friend said that I shouldn’t think about these two persons. Oh my God, I was calling him to share my story and asked his opinion about the dream and not to be judged instead. He even made a comparison case. As per him, dream is a reflection of what we’re thinking recently. True, I said. But that doesn’t mean this dream occurred because I have been thinking of them lately. I didn’t.
Consider that he might care about me while he’s judging me all the way, made me understood his reluctant. One thing I firmly said to him, that I won’t jeopardize my marriage for some worthless human being. I forgot them already. They have been frozen and won’t be melted for sure. So what to asked anymore? Am I hardly to be trusted?
Uhmm..oke. Dream is an absurd event which occurs virtually. So to forsake these dreams, I better go to sleep and start to dream a little dream of me..….
Zzzzzzzzzz…zzzzzzzzzzzzzz..zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
~kruger~
Ok let’s start with the first dream:
I am in a room with these two persons. We were chatting as if these two persons known each other well while they don’t in reality. All I can recall is when the first person is about to approach me to talk, the second person was trying to defend me from him. Then that was it. The dream was over, as I woke up and feeling confused.
For the rest of day I managed to forget the dream. Maybe it was my exhausted body and brain which lead me to this dream. I didn’t tell anyone about my dream. No such big thing, I think.
I continued my activities thereafter. As a person who’s hard to fall asleep, I watch tv to passed the evening. I finally stopped switching the channel and started to watch the traveling program which talked about bali beaches and beach boy. My eyes suddenly widen open. Then I recalled my last nite dream. This tv program has surely things to do with my dream. Slowly the shadow of my memory appeared. I took me a while to make my eyes gently closed and started to wander in the land of dream.
Then the second dream was virtually occurred.
This time the first person whom I met in my previous dream was absence. This dream was about the second person I met in my previous dream. The setting was in bali and with the background of bali beaches as well. In this dream I was in the state of being curiosity. I have to discover the truth about “this second person” which peculiarly (I might say, or maybe that’s the truth) described as a beach boy. You know what sort of person a beach boy can be. For instance, some people considered beach boy as a gigolo. He also described as a money digger and free sex aficionado. As he never knew the meaning of words settled down.
Back to my dream, I met several people in my dream which led me to the conclusion that “the second person” was a true beach boy, someone who takes an advantage from somebody he dates.
Zapped. The dream was over and left me with thousand questions.
I kept this story of my dream away from nobody but not from myself. I hardly forgot this bewildered dream. Eventually I called one of my close friends and started to blurt all the stories of my dreams out of my head. What I aimed is to have another opinion about this bewildered dream. But maybe I picked the wrong person to share the stories, as I felt his strong reluctant to listen anything about these two persons which often visited me in my dreams. So what happened in the 15 minutes conversation was argument between me and my friend. My friend said that I shouldn’t think about these two persons. Oh my God, I was calling him to share my story and asked his opinion about the dream and not to be judged instead. He even made a comparison case. As per him, dream is a reflection of what we’re thinking recently. True, I said. But that doesn’t mean this dream occurred because I have been thinking of them lately. I didn’t.
Consider that he might care about me while he’s judging me all the way, made me understood his reluctant. One thing I firmly said to him, that I won’t jeopardize my marriage for some worthless human being. I forgot them already. They have been frozen and won’t be melted for sure. So what to asked anymore? Am I hardly to be trusted?
Uhmm..oke. Dream is an absurd event which occurs virtually. So to forsake these dreams, I better go to sleep and start to dream a little dream of me..….
Zzzzzzzzzz…zzzzzzzzzzzzzz..zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
~kruger~
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