life is but a dream...

[tysolna]

This morning, right before waking up, I had a frightening dream, frightening in its ordinariness. In my dream, I woke up in the flat where I used to live with my parents ten years ago, in my old room with the old, dark green furniture, my old desk full of stuff like I had just moved back in, which we actually had. I went into the kitchen where my mother was cleaning, doing dishes, unpacking things and putting them away, all the while frying small fish. All I could ask her was, why? Why had we moved back from the house we currently live in into the old flat? And the whole time, I was telling myself that I was dreaming, had to be dreaming, and would be waking up, but I couldn't, and I was convinced it was reality.
After waking up in this senior reality, in my current bed, it took me a good hour to shake off the feeling that this was the dream.

Right, that's it. No more spicy food before bedtime.

Comments

[manchester-red.livejournal.com]

Take me and my girl, for example!

[britishamerican.livejournal.com]

I think I missed something.....*blinks*

[manchester-red.livejournal.com]

See my journal entry for today ;-)