Saturday, October 16, 2004

dreams of a lullaby

"dreams are spirits visiting you from the other side" well thats what the (red) indians believe...

no one can really explain dreams can we, some will say this and some will say that. you know the best person i like to tell me dreams to is my mom (ricardo you laugh at my dreams la). she listens and always tell me something i wanna hear and there is always a hug after that.

by know you guys would have guessed it who my dreams was about...
i don't remember the dream but i remember her face and our conversation, it was as usual, magical being in her presence. yes even in my dreams, she is perfect, sometimes too perfect. when i do dream about my princess, i just love the thought of her crossing me in my sleep, but ofcourse there is always that hangover mornings or should i say mournings. when i get up after one of those dreams of her i just wanna curl up on my mother's lap and just cry, cry till i disolve into tears...

right now i miss my mom too much. you know you'd think a new environment will change things a little. unfortunately the man who invented the phrase "you can run but you can't hide" wasn't lying. i told ricardo before leaving, i have to leave, everything here is too painful...but, ricardo told me it's gonna be worst over if i run away from my pain. well dude, you were absolutely R.I.G.H.T. but i guess pain does get immune sometimes doesn't it, somebody pls say it does...

well housemates wanna go watch bride and prejudice, i wanna go for denzel's man on fire.

later...

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