2.10.23

I had a dream the other night:

There was this girl I used to crush on, we were on a date in a mall. SM Grand Central if I remember correctly. 

The dream begins with us already in the mall with me walking and watching the girl running around like a child on a Christmas morning, like it's her first time there. She was running and pointing at things that interested her, it was adorable to say the least. After that we ate, (I don't remember what we ate), after eating she went back to her playful running around the mall until she got tired. 

She asked me to carry her on my back, a piggy back ride. I carry her, walk around for a few minutes then the dream ends. 

I don't remember the specific things that happened during the dream, all I remember is what happened during it and it counts for something.

All I remember is waking up with a sad expression on my face, pointed out by my younger brother.


This happened to me the night before the exams, I'm associating it with the time I spent trying to move on from her, to no avail. (I'm okay now.) Alot of the best dreams I had growing up were of when I "fall in love" (I use the term very lightly here) with a person of the opposite sex. I felt my dreams were teasing me, since many of my peers are in relationships, albeit being high school relationships which are prone to not working out. It's still nice to experience a light feeling in your heart with another person. 


This is a topic not many of us would want to discuss, maybe because it's rather embarrassing. I hesitated to talk about this due to the fear of being made fun of. But being afraid of being made fun of because of something you wrote is dumb, so I won't let that stop me. 

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