Wednesday, March 29, 2006
I ought to keep a dream/nightmare journal. Tonight I dreamt of making peace with one of my biggest slanderers ever. (ha.ha. I guess I still believe she's not such a bad person on her own.) Coupled with random primary school mates appearances (Victoria? Lee Peng? hurhhurhhurh.) and a whole bunch of girls in black night gowns standing in 2s. (huh?)
I woke up to pee, and then I couldn't sleep.
I also woke up feeling like my chest was about to explode.
We are like intersecting lines destined to meet at some point or another
only to leave for completely differently directions.
There will never be another repeat.
You don't have to be with someone to love that someone
You don't have to love someone to be with that someone.
But we are getting old...er.
We are all dying.
And I am hungry for chocolate cake.