I woke up this morning at 6 AM on the dot because I was dreaming the worst dream I've had in forever. I woke up crying super hard and I couldn't stop crying for a while. It was really weird. I dreamt that three of my closest friends-- Rina, Lo, and Mary-- died. I think I only knew how Mary died. Some one drugged her drink or something and she ended up drowning. Dang, it was insane. I called them all when I woke up, two times each, but none of them picked up.
So I called my mom.
I seriously have not had that intense of a dream in years. I don't remember the last time a dream woke me up, let alone made me cry my eyes out. My eyes are still puffy from crying so much. It felt so unbelievably real, and even when I was on the phone with my mom, I was crying. Man, even 6 hours later, I can't believe just how real everything was. When I woke up I felt panicked, terrified, helpless, and overwhelmed with grief. It is so nuts how dreams can make you feel like you are really experiencing all that.
To make this post short, I love my friends. I love them with all my heart. From ones I've grown up with to the ones I've just met, friends truly mean the world to me. Dang, I really hope I do not have a dream like that for a long, long time.
Goal #3: To remind those I love how much I love them.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
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